Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1875-06-18
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yet she persisted, the thought or the
night before becoming resolve.
lie can lore. shall make him.
Her voice was little uncertain.
"You look very tired. Won't you lie
on the lounge? there is no one here"
Then she grew confused and embarrassed
at the little fact she had asserted.
No one here That was what had
filed her with dread of this voyage ,
now she had said it as if glad. The
man was forced to silence in his fierce
struggle for control. lie obeyed, follow
ing her to the lounge. She shook up
the cushions. He threw himself down
and closed his eyes YEARLY. She went
to her stateroom, and bringing a shawl,
covered him. There was something
half Of bashfulness, half of tenderness,
in the way she did it. He thanked her
without opening his eyes. A moments
hesitation, then she wheeled a chair
quite beside him, and sat down.
At that faint flush again swept her
face She had taken his paper, and
feigned reading. In little while, with
a strange new sense of rest, he slept.
Then the paper was cast aside, and this
woman studied the face of this man,
who in worldly parlance had been her
husband over a year.
That terrible time It had added ten
years to his age. His brown hair had
grown grey-sprinkled the quiet face
had many new lines, as if some conflict
was constantly waged to sustain the
quiet Suddenly a thought became con-
viction. The craving of mind for mind
had not satisfied. What was this other
demand so palpable now, when the iron
will was not keeping guard I? She bent
a trifle forward, with intense, sorrowful
craving. He looked very i'll; had he
fever? She laid her hand lightly on his
forehead. Instantly he opened his eyes.
She drew it quickly away in utter con-
fusion.
" thought you had fever. Pardon
me for rousing you"
My head aches. Your hand is very
cool, . he said, quietly, and closed his
eyes again. With bashfulness pitiful in
the wife of a year she placed her hand
tremblingly on his forehead At the
touch he drew n long, deep breath. She
did not comprehend its significance At
terward she thought him sleeping.
A little later two young girls came
into the cabin. She did not move lest
she should again disturb him, but taking
the paper in her discngagcd hand, tried
to read.
The two girls were talking in an I'M
dertone. She distinctly heard every
syllable.
What devotion y said one laughing
ly.
They are doubtless still in the bliss
full honeymoon, said the other Then
for the first time she knew he was not
sleeping. There was that new dash of
color in his cheeks. This time the glad
start in her heart was revelation. He
already loved her
After that for several days she tried
him in fifty ways. Sometimes, when
standing together on deck, she would put
her hand voluntarily within his arm. At
each time he would turn on her look of
keen questioning, but she would not meet
it. Once or twice, when he had been
sitting on a sofa reading, she sat beside
him, and read from the same book. Then
there had been strange, bright half-con-
vinced lights in his blue eyes.
At length, when they had been several
days out, one evening the two were upon
the upper deck. Though it was moon
light, they were alone, the GOODNESS of
the night having driven others below. -
The sea was smooth, consequently Lucille,
being in earnest conversation, was I'M
prepared for sudden roll, that threw
her forward. Ralph had seen her com
ing, and caught her. Though the wife
of o year, for the first time she was in
her husbands arms For an instant his
love held sway. breaking down all bis
strong control. He drew her to him
almost 6ercely, then released her In
that moment the soul of this man and
woman met, and each was utterly self
possessed
g Lucille, there must be another giving
than that of the sea"
There was moments silence.
:" Lucille, / nm ,oaiting." The words
were more winning than willful There
was one timed step, and she was in his
arms.