The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1877-08-02

she looked Mt him with cool, almost
naughty, surprise.
"Onc must pay price for all diver.
sions," said she, carelessly, "and yomc-
times it is heavier than one anticipates.
Hhope we shall have pleasant voyage,
though Tic season is rather against us.
Have you ever crossed the ocean before
in November" 2"
After few more remarks, they parted
slip sto' Tejoih her party, he to 60 and
endea7or 10 control the tumut Of his
thoughts alone with cigar
10 do 30 was not easy. One glance
from those wonderful cyos, one tone Of
that magical voice. had been enough tc
shattcr all his fancied victory. What
had months Of combat ayailcd? He
asked the question in sort of despair,
and the answer was--lcss than nothing.
The fascination which controlled him
was deeper now than when he left Sans.
Souci; the passion that he vainy i'm.
hgined he had crushed was strong enough
TO DEFY his utmost efforts to subduc it.
4 sense. of impotence of being over.
mastered by q Fate relentless as that Of
Greek tragedy-began to possess him.
lie had thought that the chaptcr in his
life in which Agatha Loring's name was
written was closed forever, and 10 ! here
OH the very ship which was to have borne
him from even the memory of his infatu.
alton he found beg. What mart in his
life, and perhaps iniBcrtie's lift, was she
destined yet to play?
Zone way or another she will come be-
tween us and separate us" he said to
himself "Of that have felt an instinct
from the first. Well, it is useless to
struggle against the inevitable. IF the
gods force him, who can slun his fate p"
IL he could not shun his fate, he found. .
however, that it was easy cnough-caser,
indeed, than he liked-to shun Miss
1loring. Unless he sought her attention
directly, she never seemed conscious Of
his presence. Here, ns elsewhere, she
had court Of cavaliers around her, and
it was with o very sore, jealous feeling
that he watched her grhcc.6l, subtle
coquetry--thc long promenade with one,
. the quiet filtration with another, the
seductive charm with all Plainly
Agatha Loripg was Agatha Loripg still,
and had not lost single attribute Of her
distinctive character. The realization Of
this might have cured Thurston, butt
did not do 80. He felt sure that he had
been worse than fool ever to dream
that she had given him deeper thought
than she gave any other victim of her
caprice; but the assurance was by no
means consoling. In fact, he had reach
ed that stage of passion when reason for
snkes q man, and he is ready to act with
n recklessnesB to which he often looks
back as veritable madness.
Several days passed, and the steamer
was in mid-Ocean, before there {. me any
change in the situation Then, toward
sunset one evening, ,Thurstoa, by rare
chance, found Agatha on icck alone.
She was leaning over :he bnlwark,
watching the sun sink in tee vast cx-
panso of hcaving sca-his last rays
gliding the tossing waves with red glory
and, as ThIrston drew III r, he saw
her face in profile before she observed
his approach. Seeing it thus. he was
struck by its expression of strangely
wistfnl and almostibit.er sadncss-an ex-
preston 70 new to his knowledge of it,
that ho hesitatcd for an instant before
advancing to her side.
II hope do not disturb you, Miss
Loring," he said, but your attention is
usually 80 much cngrosscd that have
sasn very little OF you; therefore you
must pardon mo il grnsp All opportunity
like the present"
"Why should you grasp y" she aslcd,
turning toward him. "What is there
t..at you and / can sny to each other,
Colonel Thurston? | supposed that you
held aloof from mo because you were too
honest to talk society platitudes to
woman whom you have never forgiven,
R9ysr at Iea5Gs op;M s5Ss 5s5psf Pray eaYe Il rs
u mai ~, Il.
taken opinion ne said. at is nc such
reason as thA: uh:ct has made me hold
.aloof from yuu; it is because distrust
my AoWnl strength ofgmiid aud purpose.
See here, Miss Lofibg, If you care for one
more triumph will rive it to yon-tha
only thing on earth can give you. Do
ye,, -ememb.r that night in the Devils
Gorge, when told you that you had
ruined Bertie's iie, and that you would
ruin mine If gave you the chance?
Weii, you .haue. ruined it. Since parted
with you I have never known day,
hardly en- hour, of peace. DO not sup.
pose"-as her lips partly unclosed-"t
! blame you for this, I blame. nothing
save my owt1 folly. p But The fact remains
II have fingered in America because I
dreaded to SO and meet Berthe with this
madnesa upon me. fought against the
overwhelming desire to see you again, as
if that desire had been personal enemy.
/ forced myself to enter this snip without
having grptified i, and almost tho first
face 4 met%a9 yonrsI"N aagE
She looked ap It hiut, aud somethihg
in her appealing eyes recalled to his
memory the .unforgotten expression with
which thoso eyes met iis Rheii they
parted at Sans-Souci.
9Sa1d F9s FaSS RSs fA"l'Yl she said How
=. .rYour faultp,. he repeated .Have /
implied disuoh1 o thing q Il -.ot!th;nk mo
more of brute than am. Ten minutes
ago ! never dreamed that should talk
to you like this-but you will pardon me,
The consciousness Of power is alwiys
sweet to o woman, aud In all your career
ofconquest you have never tested-you
never can test-that power more thor.
oughly than you have tested il with me.'
She was silent; her face bent down.
w.sfd, SO that he could NOS see It, her
hand clasping the scarlet drhpery of her
shawl closer around her slender figure.
The sun was gone, and twilight began to
fall over the wide waste Of tossing waters,
when she spoke: ,r.ar gs
"Will you believe me ig say am sur
prssea sad-sofry? / never dreamed OF
testing my powers on you; I mover inn
,aHiued for inoneiit thar could a,iccesd