The interior journal. [volume] (Stanford, Ky.) 1872-1881, 1876-11-10

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She was standing, her hand upon
the back Of her chair, her face white
and still, her eyes, dusk and solemn,
on his face. The angry spark as well
as the hopeful one was gone; there
was left only an earnest searching for
the truth.
There's bound TO be scene,"
thought Mr.. vargray, giving himself
up to the resignation Of despair. CAS-
well to have 1t over first as last and
be done with il, so here goes. Con-
found the thingl III had only wait
ed a little longer and kept clear Of this
mess"
There can be no question Of my
business here, in any event. he said,
aloud, in desperate haste to have the
unpleasant matter over. "Tbe truth
Is, there has been a mistake-a mis-
take on both sides, let me hope-be-
tween you and me, Rose. II never
meant to do such a cowardly thing,
I'll swear 10 that; but one cant resist
fate, you know. ! don't know how
to ask of you the boon | have come to
crave. II is the behavior Of a william,
and you will despise me, but-but-
you hold my promise Of marriage, and
/ come to ask absolution from it,
"Your reason for asking it, Mr..
Vargray
"Can you not guessi Do you not
know? You drive me to saying it,
then. | thought l loved you, but !
have discovered my mistake; | have
found one whom / love with all my
heart, with all my being" A thrill
of imprisoned earnestness was in his
words, and she shrank a little under
the pain of them. Forgive me If
you can; its all up between us, but l
would like to be your friend, if you
will let Inc, Rose?"
"You have your freedom" said
Rose, Silly.
Mr.. Vargray breatbed sigh Ct re-
lief, for all his assumed confidence he
had not been sure of gaining it so read
lily; he had expected tears, prctesta
tons, upbraiding, and, in truth, was a
triAe disappointed at their absence.
Il knew you would do the generous
thing, Rose. 1t is like you, and you're
sure to find your reward some day in a
lucky fellow hundred times worthier
of you than ever / was. Ican't thank
you; I'd only make a mess Of an at
tempt. It's like a new lease on life
you've given me, and it's a load of
my mind that you've done it so willing
". You really aren't much hurt oveI
it, are you, RoseH"
Her solemn eyes, with their unfath
ENABLE intentness fixed upon him,
we're full of sombre gloom, deepening
at that.
"You might have spared me that,
she said, bitterly. 81 fancy no wo
man would quite care to be Tilted il
cold blood. / am hurt-cruelly hur
by this. How could / help but be
That is all, SO you will pardon me if
put an end to this most painful inter
view"
She moved to leave him, but he de
tanned her.
1--WE shall be friends ?" he asked.
She drew hack, a swift CLEAN flash
ing athwart her white face.
Never. You have done me sucl
a wrong, east upon me such an insult
as few women would forgive. And
am not one Of the few As surely a
heaven hears mt, Clement Vargray,
will be revenged for the pain, humil
iation. the degradation you have forced
upon me here. You have your free
dom-let that suffice. 1t is needles
to ask who my successor will be,
suppose. For once, Rumor has tolC
the truth; the stories / discredited
which connected your name with Faus
tia Dunbar's, were true, / presume y
"No more than most rumors, do I'M
that justice, at least. Miss Dunbar i
nothing to me. You will think NOR,
kindly of me when you have seen Net
ia, Rose; you will not wonder los
my heart to her."
mot Miss DUNBAR thought Rose
when she was alone again, and thu
tight tention which had pressed upor
her heart seemed suddenly to relax
81 can almost find il in my heart u
forgive Clement, il it is not she;
could have murdered her as soon as
could have borne having her exul
over me! Is it in punishment of IN,
wickedness that | have lost him
And, oh! Ilovej him, ] loved him !!
The bright head went down; tn
face, all pallid and convulsed, wa
hidden; the bitterness of utter desola
ton swept over her; in that momen
it seemed that it must abide with he
till death.
lro M ooSTIsUED.l
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