Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1879-02-23

and let me know if she marries. 1 hope
she will, and better man than To
1t was nine months before I heard
from him again Ali that time he had
not written to me, and now his letter was
to say that he had accepted an appoint
ment in India. He was weary with
this country and-and, in fact, he could
not live down the memory of
his folly while he remained in it.
Would come up to London to bid him
good-by, or should he run down to me?
I couldn't go up to London. Though
it was the long vacation again, was de-
tanned in Oxford by business which re-
quired my constant presence; so I asked
him to come down to me for couple of
days, adding that be need not be afraid
of meeting Cecil, as she was away. To
tell the truth, was not sorry that she
was, for / was little vexed with her.
She looked very pale and i'll for a few
days after Mallam's departure
last autumn, but after that
she frightened up, got quite rosy,
and went about with a younger and
happier air than I had ever noticed in
her. I thought her rather hard hearted
and unfeeling, but l couldn't help liking
her all the same. It is not easy to dis
like beautiful woman who is persist
emily kind and gracious to you, and
meets even your surliness-and 1 was
rather surley to her for little while
with extra sweetness and gentleness.
One would almost have thought that
she liked me the better for being angry
with her.
1t was very pleasant seeing Mallam
again, though I thought him looking
i'll and aged, and did not like the idea
of his going off 70 India. You see I
loved the fellow, and it seemed like los
ing him for good. Besides, though he
talked enough of it himself, 1t was with
the lightness of man who, having lost
erything has nothing more to risk.
We were out walking on the following
day, strolling about arm-in-arm for a
last look, as Hugh said, at the dear old
place, when we met the Prior. He and
his wife were just going off for little
tour on the Continent, and nothing would
satisfy him but that we should walk
round to Worcester with him and see her.
Indeed, he was so cordial and pleasant
to Mallam-having heard of his ap-
preaching exile that it would have
been churlish to refuse; and Hugh him
self made no difficulty. had told him
Cecil was away, and perhaps ne thought
he would like to look again at his own
college and the room where he had seen
her. It was too late to draw back when,
just as we were going to the house, Prior
said:
ssAh, there's Cecil at the window. I
forgot to tell you, Quincy; she came back
this morning. She's looking very seedy,
too, poor girl-very; but she'll be glad to
see you. Quincy is prime favorite with
my womankind, you must know, Mr.
Mallam."
Hugh made no answer, did not even
seem to hear and we went in. Mrs. Prior
was on the sofa, but there was no sign OF
Cecil at the window or elsewhere. If she
had been there, she must have seen us
and made good her escape. Tom began
to ask for her, of course, with masculine
stupidity; but his wife snubbed him al
once, with a decision which even he
could not fail to understand. Mallam
did, too. I could see it by the extra
shadow on his handsome face; and
wasn't surprised when, after a few min.
utes, he got up and said ''Good. BY" add
ing that he wouldn't take me away, fol-
he had call to make on another ole
friend. saw that he would rather bf
alone, and so Ilet him go.
He went out across the old college
quad, and was just passing out through
the entrance porch, when he saw that tht
chapel was open, and something made
him turn back and 60 into it. If any
Worcester man reads this. he1 won't won
der, perhaps. There are not many more
beautiful chapels in England than this
dimly-it ed1fce Of ours, with its floor Of
mosaic, its richly. stained windows, ani
gorgeous blending Of gold and color OF
walls and roof. There is one window
particularly lovely, representing the three
Marys at the tomb. An angel, with rad
liant wings of purple and ruby, i!
sending them away with the words
"He is not here; He is arisen
and Magdalen, in her white
gown and with food Of yellow hair roll
ing down her back, leans in the sickness
of her disappointment on one of hel
companions. The sun was shining
through the window in a broad, rainbow
colored stream, and smote upon the dark
oaken carving Of the opposite walls with
gold and crimson luster; smote, too
upon the brow of a woman standing by
the lectern-a tall, fair haired woman, in
white gown, too, and with a saddel
look in her eyes than any pictured Mag
dalen. The amber glory fell upon hel
head and on the pearl-li outline of he1
cheek. All the rest of her was in shad-
ow-a dim, white figure, with bunch
of yellow roses in her hand, against a
dim background of gliding and color
and costly marbles, mellowed into har.
mony by the obscur1ty. Then all Of a
sudden she moved, turned her head
round, and saw Mallam standing looking
at her.
He had been there FIVE minutes at least
so he had had time to get over his sur
prise, yet his face was as pale as marble.
She had not moment to collect herself
and hers was just IS usual, calm and
grave even the sadness in her eyes ex-
changed for their old look of resolute
defiant pride; but Hugh had a purpose in
his mind, and was not to be baf1ed by
that.
"Miss Langton," he said, coming up to
her, II did not mean to intrude on you
but since I have done SO by accident,
will you let nae speak to you? I am leay-