The interior journal. [volume] (Stanford, Ky.) 1872-1881, 1878-08-23

Then come with me. II you have
such faith, you need have no fear. |
should be more happy to prove myself
in the wrong. Come !"
"Wheref"
ITO her."
Like one in a dream, Norwood nc
companIed his companion to his be-
trothed, who was still standing at the
window.
present me-" whispered Newman,
"and wait the result"
Norwood did so, but so strangely,
that Pamilla looked at him in amaze
ment; she saw his white face, and his
livid lips, and she scarce heard the
words Of Newman, till he said;
"Your name Is familiar to me, Miss
Hyatt. A little trinket Of yours"
Pamilla turned quickly, and as she
caught sight Of the locket, she OK.
claimed:
at Is mine. How did il come in
your possession
"Very easily" was the reply, in a
meaning tone, as he bent keen look
upon her. I'll simply mention a
name-you will then understand how
came by il. The name n, Andrea
Nicois."
For an instant ii seemed as il she
had turned to stone, so white, 30 mo-
tionless did she stand, then she rallied,
and said, with great effort:
81 have heard the name. If you
please, we will not discuss it,
Newman turned away abruptly, a
Triumphant smile upon his face.
Norwood remained where he was,
dazed.
philip, what does this mean ?" ask
ed his betrothed.
He looked upon her face; there was
neither deceit nor guilt there. Had
he doubted herr How could he have
done soY
She repeated her question.
BY that time his doubts were all
gone, and he had resolved to hold
firmly to his faith in her.
"Come with me-" he said quietly.
He led her out to remote corner
of the grounds, and there he told all
that had passed between him andNew-
man.
She bowed her head and groaned
aloud.
His faith wavered then.
But when she raised her face and
asked, beseechingly;
"Philip, do you believe this? he
crushed his doubts again, and faith
arose triumphant, and he replied, from
his heart:
"No, darling. do not"
"Thank God !" she murmured. IL
cannot explain" she added, sadly; 81
would not explain, even If the penal
ty Of death awaited me tomorrow. If
| did should be gaining peace and
safety at the risk of another's life.
You believe in me, you say; | will
accept that boon-your faith--it shall
be my one comfort in the days to come.
Your love l can no longer keep. AT
ter tonight | shall be under a ban--a
dreadful charge will be made against
me, that | shall not refute-"
"Pamilla, you talk wildlyl" cried
Philip. clasping her to his heart.
"What is this you say?-yOu cannot
keep my love'"
"No. | release you Philip. Only
have faith in me--that will help me
to bear il"
"Release you? Never-never my
darlingl l have all faith in you. Let
them bring what charge they will
against you, my faith will remain
firm"
Il was in vain that she told him she
could not be his wife now; he would
not heed her words. he only clasped
her closer, and spoke of his undying
faith.
And the days that followed proved
that his had not been mere words, void
of meaning.
The charge Of murder was made
against Pamilla Hyatt; she was incar
cerated in prison; she was to be tried.
She bore it all with heroic firmness.
None believed her guilty who saw her,
and yet every thing-eyen her own
words, that she could, but would not
against her.
The fall came, in which he was to
have claimed his bride.
Weary and heartsick he went about,
as he had done all this time, trying to
do something to clear his beloved.
Hope was very faint, but hope was
firm as ever.
One dreary, rainy day he was wen.
ding his way prisonward to see Pa.
milla.
He was aroused from his gloomy
thoughts by loud shouting and hal.
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