The interior journal. [volume] (Stanford, Ky.) 1872-1881, 1878-07-19

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voice was hard a. he said:
81 might have listened to you, and
believed an explanation possible, i'll
had not found you with him today
Then why did you not let me dieS'
she mosned. "why did you save my
life to torture meS"
And she commenced sobbing.
"woman. this Is acting. Have
done with IL" was the husbands only
answer.
Her excited sobs came faster. A
CLEAN OF pity came into his eyes; he
hurried with her to the shore, wrap
ped her in shawls provided by the
company, placed her in a carriage and
told the driver to hurry with her to
the hotel, six miles distant; he would
follow on horseback. As he put her
out Of his arms, her great pleading
eyes were turned toward him, search.
ing for some look Of affection, some
faint recognition of all that she had
been to him. But finding none, the
anguish of her disappointment broke
forth 10 a single word--"Lloydl"
To his dying day he never forgot
that cry. A slight culver about the
mouth, a swift quailing of the eye,
were all the signs he gave that he
heard her. She knew that all was
over between them. One thought
took possession of her; to act 50 that
the company would suspect nothing.
So she declared herself restored upon
their arrival at the hotel, and insisted
upon going with the party into the
cave.
At one o'clock they started with
lighted candles and guides. Weston
kept near Nellie; Whitlow was here,
there, every where. He had become
interested at last in some magnificent
stalactites and his party got far ahead
Of him. He discovered this and hur.
ried after them. He could see their
lights in the distance. When nearly
up 10 them his candle went out. He
went sauntering along until he came
within hearing Of the two nearest him,
and recognized his wife and Weston.
"You cannot deny" Weston wa,
saying, that you have encouraged
me to think that you cared for me,
Nellie, and, by heaven! you shall moi
say me nay!"
Il confess to having done wrong. ]
was so afraid did not possess my
husbands whole heart. that | deter
mined to test his love for me by try.
ing to make him jealous"
$50 you made a cats paw of me
Very kind of you. May ! ask what
prompted you to select mes"
because you were respectable
enough in the eyes Of the world to
make it look right, and you were I'M
principled enough to make it practi-
cable, and heartiess enough to have
no feeling in the matter"
Then you love your husband?'
"Love himi l idolize him! |
would give my life ITO occupy the place
in his heart | did month ago. love
him so well that | cannot imagine
now heaven can he heaven to me with
nut him.
"That is enough, Mrs. Whitlow. /
'elieve that you will enjoy yourself
more in his company than in mine; so
will step ahead and send him hack
o you"
Weston went on, when out of the |
darkness a pair Of arms encircled her.
Iellie looked up, terror-stricken, and
aw the face of her husband, wearing
0 different a look, that she knew he
ad heard all.
"Nellie, darling, you are my own
ure wife after all. but you were very,
cry indiscreet."
81 was trying to make you jeal-
US"
'"And you succeeded with a ven
eance. never thought my love
eeded that trial"
"But you acted so differently from !
hat you did before we were married
81 was your lover, then, Nellie"
"Yes Lloyd she said, as she chung
oser to him; "and you are infinitely
ore to me now-you are my hus-
and"
81 believe ! understand YOU" he
id, with a smile. "What you ask
easily given; suppose ! commence
wv" and Lloyd Whitlow clasped his
tile wife to his breast and nearly COW
ed her with kisses.
Thank God, Lloyd, that We once
ore understand each other! ] will
pay you the pain ! have cost you by
lifetime of devotion"
(Which ! must encourage by lit
petting now and then, eh'"
"Yes, Lloyd, please"
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