Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1877-08-30
"That sounds like Fannie. Are they all

"That sounds like Fannie Are they all
at the hotel?" ........
"Yes, and we will see them at the ball to-
night but they will probably take house
when Ada leaves. Charlie says he will not
be separated from her again, and [ think, he
is right. You shouldn't stay behind, little
woman, if l had the right to take you with
me-"
Sara smiled thoughtfully as she gazed at
the fire, but made no reply. She was think
ing how happy Ada Manning must be. Ru-
pert rose to pet his hat, and struck his foot
against the prohibited volume of "Corinne."
He picked it up with halfsarcastic smile.
"Here you are again !" he said, apostrophiz-
ing the book-"again in my way. like you
and I don't like you" .....
Sara turned as she heard his altered tone.
"Why, Rupert, really will begin to think
you are inconsistent" ,
II am, I" he said, laughing, "theres no doubt
of it. A second edition revised and enlarged
of Israel's hopeful son Unstable as water. y"
Light and careless as the words were, they
fell like sudden chill upon the trusting heart
of his betrothed. But ever quick as he was
to note the changes of her face, Rupert now
perceived he had gone too far. He put bis
arm around her, and drew her head down
upon his shoulder. ....
"No, Sara am not quite so bad as that,
upon my word. know am rattling, good
for.nothing fellow, but in two cases l am
staunch and faithful-to my country and to
my sweetheart. III fight as long as life lasts
for the one, and both live and die for the
other. Don't you believe me, darling"
He knew she did not for the briefest mo.
ment had she ever doubted his love or his
honor.
"If you will let me reply to you in the
words of Corinne," she replied in tone he had
never heard her use before-resonant with
suppressed emotion-"'it it would cost me
more to lose my admiration than my love-
Love cannot survive the loss of faith"
Rupert seemed strangely affected by these
words. He caught her hand to his lips with
a passionate gesture. Then without speaking,
hurried from the room.
Sara made her toilet in mechanical way,
as if her mind had little to do with the oper-
alton. Some influence, occult or atmospheric,
seemed to weigh upon her spirits. "Unstable
as uater." Again and again the words rose
to her lips; they haunted her persistently.
Presently she uttered them as if to break the
spell-and then the echo seemed to linger
wierdly through the lofty apartment. Was
he indeed ickIe and faithless? Was his at.
fection only deluding ignis tatuus. or the
steady, brilliant planet round which her
thoughts revolved like unchanging moons ?
The question scarcely formed itself in her
mind, before it was Indignantly dismissed.
"No-no," she exclaimed, che is faithful
to mel know he is"-and catching up her
shawl and gloves, hastily ran down stairs as
if to escape some threatened danger. Rupert
was already in the drawing-room. Not q
trace of emotion fingered upon his animated
features; and Sara, too, forgot the painful
scene as she met his eyes fixed upon her with
admiring fondness.
"Why, Sara, you are veritable mountain
nymph. Come and let me look at you"
He drew her under the chandelier, and no.
ted, with the eye of connoisseur, every item
Of her tasteful attire