The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1877-09-27

I" '"uSBie' AuiS hlBut snOuiu uccldc tne
uncertainty; leave her to happiness or TO
! despair.
| The interview lasted half an hour !;
and what passed between them was never
kno~:. Probably, in her desperation,
Anuabella Lawrence let him gather un-
mistakably that her love was his--and
she did love him with all the terrible
passion Of her fierce nature; and he on
his side may have allowed her to see that
he could not accept il. He may even
have hinted 10 her that his true affections
we're given to 5iiss Stevens, the poor girl.
governess, so unjustiiiably despsed by
the great heiress. Anyway, when Dean
house that night, Bella knew that her
spair had set in. She resolved to live
henceforth only for revenge.
Annabclla had seen good deal of Mr..
Hastngs. 1t cannot be denied that he
paid her some attention; that he met her
advances, If not half way, at least part
OF it. But he never cast thought TO
anything serious that great heiress, his
masters daughter, was not for him to as
pire TO; and it was only lately, when he
tcgan to detect some what of her true
feelings for him, that he had drawn in
and become cold TO her with purpose.
Between that time and this, he had met
Dorothy Stevens; and learnt TO love her.
And now, in her bitter heart, Mis-, Law
renee was striving To hate him ~ much
~ she had loved him. She believed he
had deliberately played her false and,
aa,Shakspearc tells us, He'll has no fury
like woman scOrned.
Bat s!:c Gid him injustice there. Mr..
Hastings had never felt love for her, or
sought to male her think he did. OF an
extremely modeat, unself. f.asscrting ma.
ture, good looking though he was, he had
deeried that MiSs Lawrence had but
fiirted with him, amused herself with him,
just ~ she did with host of other young
men; and 80 the misapprencnsion had
gone, and was bringing trouble in it's
| train.
Her hair pushed back, her heart beat
ing with oil its tuniultuous and varied
passiore, Bella sat on after Dir. Hastings
lett. The loud opening and closing Of
| the street door, and swift f0otstcp on
the stairs aroused her. 1t was her cousin
who entered, one Richard Lawrence, II
young man of nine-and-twcnty, who
lived with them. JIc had small share
in the business, and he hoped, by dnt of
playing his cards well, to succeed to it
after Mr. Lawrence.
| Mr.. Richard also hoped to succeed To
something elsc-AIiss Lawrence. He
did net love her but he did love her
| money, for the ruling passion Of his heart
was avarice. If he loved ono person
more than another, it was pretty Dora
Stevens; her golden hair and sweet blue
| eyes were wont to haunt him as lie sat in
the counting-hOus over his account
books. But he said nothing to her, and
meant nothing; poor goYcrness could
never be the wife for him; he wanted
one endowed with the mines of Oolcorda.
He aud his cousin Bella understood
| ono another. That il she understood him.
She saw that he wanted her for his wife
on account of her money she knew how
nhject with this aim in vicw,) slave he
was TO her, how he bent before all her
whms and caprices, and that she could
turn him round her little finger. On his
part he suspected her fancy for Dean
Hastings; Juncy, he thought it, nothing
more but he was outrageOusly Jealous
Of that, and there were moments when
he wished he could see that gentleman
hanging on the nenrest tree: nye, and
could have helped to hang him.
Richard Lawrence did not love Mr..
Hastings OH his own score. He was a
little West India fellow, with dark face
and ungeninl manner; whereas Hastings
was one of tho best looking of men, and
charmed everybody; tho result being
that while the one was courtcd in society,
the other often found the cold shoulder
turned upon him. And thus Richard
Lawrence was prime for any little bit of
| by-Play against Hastinga that might be
proposed to him. Not that he expected
any, such proposal nothing could be
farther from his thoughts. r came,
! nevertheless.
"',why-what is the matter, Anna
it was the face OF his cousin that call.
ed forth the exclamation. Bella passed
her soft cambric handkerchief across her
brow.
"It'a that wretched Hastings. Ho has
been hero insulting me.
What r cried Richard, angrily rising.
ARD hIiss Belia Lawrence entered upon
graphic tale. Some little truth there
was in it, but tho greater portion was tho
concoction of hor own fertile brain.
Hastings had dared to talk of love to her
she limited, while he had unconpciously
betrayed that he was playing fast and
loose with Dora Stavens-villian that he
was. And there was nothing for it but
his being sent instantly out of Rich
borough.
INSTANTLY" exclaimed Richard, lift.
ing his head. "But, Bella, l don't think
he can be spared"
"As you please, Dick. do care for
him little-and perhaps you know that
do. Let him remain here, and wont
answer for what may happen. Some fine
morning yeu and papa may aud that he
has run away with me. He is nudacious
enough for that, or anything else; and
women like audacity in men, you know"
Richard Lawrence knitted his brows
| "As to that govcrness girl, he no doubt
fully intends TO kidnap her, whether or
not; she's nobody; provided he can
keep the knowledge of it from me-
Wives don't care to hear of these things,
ycu see. have sometimes thought YOU
liked the girl little bit, yourself, Rich.
&.u. :,
"She's c nice, pleasant little girl
enough" sale: Richard. Honest as The the
day, and worthy"
''And iriendlcss," added Bella, with
quite display Of benevolent feeling.
well, Richard, fer her sake you shou'd
Danish him."
"Let me think 1t out" said Richard
81 hardly see how it Is to be done. Your
father leaves great deal of control to
me, but he does not leave it oil. And
how long is he to go for"
"For good" answered Bella, passion
ately. "As I cannot have him, she shall