Weekly Trinity journal., 1878-06-22

Miss Westbrool1- Como, Fanny, this
is no place for you"
Harold and she had not heard the foot
steps. 1t was Blanchard and her brother
who had approached unnoticed.
"And no place for you, either" said
White to Blanchard.
"Faugh," replied the worthy, 81 have
no words to waste on such as you, Sir. l
am here to perform duty"
"Scoundrel !" Harold began, at the
same time raising his hand. She touched
him, and he was still.
Sir" said she, "I am mistress of my
own actions. If choose to accompany
my brother, it is-becauso | choose
Harold, goodbye ! Come what may my
faith will not falter, my love never
change"
The last four words were murmured.
AS she shaped them she reached forward
and kissed him before her brother, whose
surprise at her defiant attitude was un-
speakable.
They parted and went their several
ways.
The charge against Harold White of
EN- bezzement, and the result of it, pro-
duced wonder that lasted much longer
than the proverbial line days. His de-
parture, the day after the hearing, no one
knew whittier, had had the effect Of in
cressing the number and sympathy of his
friends. 1t was generally adm tied that
his defense had been weak-incompre-
hensibly weak. But who knew? he might
have had his own invincibls reasons for
not making it stronger. Why had the
brother of his aflianced Qor she was his
atlianced in all but an open, formal dec
aration of the fact) broken with him so
suddenly? Until Blanchard appeared on
the scene they were inseparable. De-
pend upon it, the West Indian was at the
bottom of it. In this fashion the gossips
of Singlebridge discussed the events
which had led to Harold Whites down
fall and departure.
Three months had elapsed, and not a
word had been heard of or from Harold
White unless, the female gossipers sug-
gested, he had written to Miss Westbrook,
which, considering circumstances which
preceded his departure, he was hardly
likely to have done. For once however,
they were out in their calculations. lie
had written her letter in which these
words occurred
"1f l had thought, darling, that you
would be happier to be rid of me for
good and all, our bond should DO dissov-
ed 1t is your love for and simple faith
in me that sweetens my life, and keeps
me steadlast in my determination TO undo
the miserable wrong from which l suffer.
They shall right me yet.
81 have borrowed for the present an.
other name-my mothers before her mar.
riage; but the people with whom am,
know that | am Harold White, and are
acquainted with my history. must try,
dear to rub on without the consolation
which your letters would bestow. 1t is
better that we should seem to have parted
forever. In the good time we shall meet
and then -
1t puzzled well-inlormed Singlebridge
TO hear Fanny Westbrook's cheerful
words-to note her placid brow and bright
manner. She never could have thought
much Of that Harold White, you know,
or she would have manifested somo re-
grot at his mlsfortunes.
Blanchard, too, was mystiAed by her.
What did it portend ? Had she resigned
all hopes Of becoming restored to the
lover whom he had so effectually helped
to disgrace and Danish? Was the course
clear Mt last ? He would see. His i'm
petuous love for the sunny haired, Saxon
eyed girl, love which sprang into exis-
tence the moment they met, had grown
nightly since the going of White. He
would put an end to this uncertainty. lie
would face his fate.
"An interview with me :" replied Fan
ny to his blandly proffered request; "cer-
tainly Mr.. Blanchard" Her tone was
provokingIy even. "And, II you please,
let it take place now. Pray be seated."
If she had only been embarrassed.
"Miss Westbrook, I-I-fear that the
impression which / made upon you the
day of that unfortunate rencountsr by the
riverside was not favorable. I"
"Pray, proceed, SIR" she remarked in
icy tones.
"Well, then-a!low me-you cannot
surely have remained firm in tho resolu
ton you then expressed--to cleave to-"
"Mr. Blanchard, will assist you.
You apparently wish to say that / must
have ceased to love Harold White. Is
that 40 ?"
"Miss Westbrook - Fanny - pardon
me ! do. lie is all unworthy OF you.
o, if you did but know the depth Of my
love for you"
"Stop, Mr.. Blanchard" " she, said ris
ing from her chair, and moving slowly
towards the door. Let US understand
each other. Whether or not Harold White
holds the place in my heart which he once
did concerns me, and me only. The
honor you have done me, Mr.. Blanchard
call it by what tender name you please
i despise. Mr.. Blanchard, | know
you -
"Stop, Miss Westbrosk ~ he ex-
claimed, making one step forward, and
barring her way to the door, "and |
hearkcn to me. You have thrown the
gage. Very well, accept il. 1t was |
who drove Harold White from Single |
bridge. All, you can be impressed, |
see. 1t is who can compel your CON
CENT 10 my dnmnnds. Now. Miss West- |