The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1873-08-07
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sue Ieauer y part TO infer that this whitlsh
|drapery is IL some manner connected
with the object of his search. He be.
lieAes az first that She has tainted.
oaso ono drawing aiy near ylherq makes
the discovery that = Z she has merely
resolved herself into the most crouching
attitud soon Gel vAble by women, and has
buried her dropped head ia 18th hands
D'aalgrish b makes rapid work. Of placing
Phlmseifaitis a position very similart to her
own. FNMiss Mattel" he fmurmursC ex- ?
citedly, h"Iillian-" Then lie stops short
and c6lors a little at his own boldness,
while she shows him an ashen-p pale and
'0 cas- -lf0e' rT-1 z
The g, next next moment she has caught both
( his hands in hers. sfaaitra aa lissl,rrl 81
"Oh you dear, splendid, brave man!
Don't think that I've been doing this all
the time; I only got down here and began
making fool of myself when was sure
1t was over and you were not much hurt.
Are you much hurtg" she rattles on with
the incest kind of feminine logic, sob
nov and then breaking her pell-mell
sentences sit was all my fault.--If |
hadn't said what did say, that wretch
would nevershave behaved SO horribly. !"
Don't let us talk about the wretch"
a
Dalgrish answers. His palms are tingling
whelec her warm hands press against them
FThe.tears she has shed because of his dam
ger make her, in her sympathetic women's
! weakness, dlvinely beautiful to him.
Have you forgiven me?" she questions
TREMENDOUSLY.
"PShaw! what is there to forgive? |
didn't think Honestly didu'tD that you
cared enough about me to" "a
n "Well?" Er.rr l..< .l.l... H.
ITO mind much what became of me-
he finishes. with lips close against her ear
as though unwilling that even the silence
} and solitude shall hear him. r
J, She lowers her face, where the color
makes rosiest riot, she tries to draw away
her hands, but he holds them firmly. "Lil
Jap" he whispers, Lillian MarteI,.I have
no rigat to tell you that l love you"
n Even with her face afame as it is, she
y liftsit them GLOW no right?" she falters
Il mo right in a worldly sense For in
: worldly sense am not your equal"
Not my equal!'
he drops her hands abruptly and start
TO his feet. She rises also, an instant
later. Silence. One Of the distant COWS
llcws melodiously; a light wafture OF
, scented breeye sets little sls.erhood of
daisies Just between them quivering in
every fragile cluster.
Good heavens T. he apostrophizes
'Fyou must know; everybody knows; il
has followed me like my own shadow
ever since it happened. Mrs Heath
must have told YOU -. laE
She shakes her head as though asking
herself whether bis late gladiatorial &C.
tions have had some melancholy mental
effect upon him. II don't understand you
q bit, Mr.. Dalgrish," 4's f..a.
!, He laughs oddly. "WilIyou have plain
Engli-h? I'm as poor as churt h mouse
| once had quite fortune, you know, but
, it's all gone now" =, 80. US .'''
His words certainly do not seem much
of a bonlshell to her. II am very sorry
she presently comments with calmest com.
; miseration I"...aH
Whereu pom be gets bolder, "Of course,
for this reason,I seem wholly without the
right, Lillian (moving to her side through
the daisy lunches while he speaks), of
saying that want you for wife. You
are really beyond my reach. All your
friends VIII say so. Nearly everybody
will believe that covet not you, darling,
but your fortune"
my fortune !" She opens upon him tho
widest eyes of aniazement. "Who on
earth told you that had more than fe "
hundreds year ?"
tie finds voice enough to answer, and
no more than to answer:
"Mrs. Heath" 'r@
de sees strange look cross her face at
this. Then she suddenly turns her back
upon him and walks away with head bent