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

'llB as 1aSt rs steam could take him from
the scene of it.
lie hardly kncw-kc certainly did not
care-whcre he was going. He had
spoken truly whcn he told bliss iIoring
that he had decided to leave Sans-Souci
after Mrs. Jennings had uttered her
warming the day before; but, since that
determination was taken, an age seemed
to have passed, SO entirely do We "live in
feeling, not in figures on dial" Those
hours in the storm, the lonely midnight
walk, above all that glance Of agatha s
which revealed SO much Of which he had
not dreamed--thcsc things made gap
between his life Us il had been and llfs
life as it was, which even his thoughts
could scarcely bridge
1t Is not to be supposed that, in the
course of thirty-thrce years. he had not
suffered more or les in matters of the
heart, yet heInew found. hin,sclc for The
si0n-no fancy or sentiment, but II feel
life. Agatha I,oring's face was CONSTANT
ly before him, the music OF her voice
dominated every sound that filled his
cars, but he thought that he could find a
cure for the infatuatiom in absence. ms he
had found q cure for tlic tcycr.its Of his
younger days. ~ ~
The idea of yielding, us many wcn
would have yielded, did not for d mo mer,t
occur TO him. He knew that WITH his
whole soul he loved the woman who had
ruined Bcrtic's llnppincss, and who would
ruin lhe felt assured tho, happiness Of
any man who ftrlBteii his life i'm her
hands; but he said to himself that this
love was mere temporary madness,
since no deep passion could fourth
where trust was laeking. yrs rgr
] IT Is IN insanity which will passlns
quickly as it has come" he thought
"As for that expression in her eyes last
night, ! must ha"s imagined tit il
simply impossible that such Il woman
could find her heart for such n man rs
am r'
But To think this wa one thing. to fcl
il another Trust her! No, he did not
trust her, He believed her to be couuctte
and actress through NIL her nature; but
nevertheless her face us he saw it last
pale, appealing, with Dyes that revealed
II hundrcd-fold more than speech could
uttcr-hauntcd him, turn where he
would, do what lie would.
Nor was th;s The record of one day,
one week, one month. He put tho
breadth tof States between himself aud
ns.SDuci; i he plunged into the business
which partly brought him to America
he sought social distractions but tho
end was rs the beginning. "When
Agatha Loring is done with n man he is
fit for nothing but To 60 the devil as fast
rs may bel" BERTHE had said in the mad
rccklesshess Of his paesioh; and this in
lesser degree Thurston felt now. Ho was
not ready to go to the devil; but he
found existence robbed Of ito -eavor as It
had never been robbed before. Tor
mented by passion, by longing, by regret,
by self-contempt.-what wonder TINT all
things seemed to him worse than empty,
l!ess. than unintcresting? II Agatha
Loring had treated him nv she had treat
cd many another, had flirtcd with and
discarded him, he fancicd that his euro
would have boen rapid and complete.
But he could not forget that she had
showed him glimpscs Of her nature which
he felt sure she had showed to no other
man-of ite wearincss, Of It's yearning, of
its capabilities fog higher tbings-and so,
jbctWeen opEossng topinioA and iSRaverings
feelings, the fightwent ofl.i Il ~ -
Nothing on earth is more weary than
such combat, and it was no slight ad.
dition to Thurston's trouble that he
shrank from niedting Bette, though the
cause of this shrinking would not bear
analysis. His affection had not altered
i'll the least; but ne felt as il the iinii.i-
ence which had entered the lives of both
with such fateful result would stand as
an estranging shadow between them.
So tho months slipped away, and Noyem-
ber found him still lingering, in America.
BY this time he determined that he
must leave the country. He had ex-
hausted his Inst excuse for remaining,
and Rertie, who had been waiting in
Paris foriweeks, was growing restless and
inquisitive. Desiring to 20 direct to
France, Thurston, therefore, took passage
on French steamer, which chanced To-
be that yessell of tragic fate, the Vile du
Havre.
-~ Before taking HIS departure no he, had
one last struggle, with himself. Since he
left Sans s52ucS he had heltd sfiothing of
Agatha e,QrinE ;tapd I'll tslim Mo slight
effort togo away with tic Rsilencs around
her name unbroken. That it was better
SO he yes veil ayate-fSa Ssghst coed end
could knowledge serye9-but what is
there on earth can so, peTsisteptly ignore
wisdom as The human heart Thufstoii,,H \
however, turned o 6eafeqr to all that. it,.
could urge, eAd, beings fhahS &llos held
his desires in q strong leash Of control
he found himself ct last on shipboard
without having received single item of
information regarding the woman whom
no had vainly tried TO Danish from his
memory.
Thore is no doubt that Fate seems
in bemihgsus when we feel Ourselves
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