Litchfield enquirer., 1880-10-28

.No. no." said the old lady, looking up half
astonished at the question, and the fervor with
which. it was asked. mo, no he is too just
| for that.."S Fs##
But It is more than justice I want, . she
| murlnnred as she turned away And it was
tthose words that had been ringing in her ears
All through that hours railway, all through
the long drive in the rafting cab afterwards,
and now as she.stood before the dreary dark
| London house, through the silent street they
seemed to be echoing: 'Ah, but want more
than justice u
| ! She had rung. bow hsny Snss vasita The
cabman vas glowing impatient her 6vn heart
was sinking lower, lower. She had never
| thought of this. Suppose he were not here;
that the empty house had seemed too dreary,
and he had gone to his club 1t was only toe
probable, and what should she do alone ia
London, at this hour of the night? and With
feverish strength she rang again-such peal
that is seemed as if its echoes would never die
away; but when they did, 10 there was the
sound of shuff1ing feet, the door was opened
by dirty, slipshed charwoman. and one great
difficulty was surmounted-Sne was safe Iin-l
side her own house. 4JGE
|tI Where is. he-Mr. Deripg?" she asked
~ recovered her temper and her senses to an
swer, she pointed to the study door, under
which d light was visible ;jand the good wo-
5,nan speedily retired, visions of mutton chops
having to be cooked at this unreasonable hour
of the night, in addition to being awoke out of
her first sleep, seizing her-and with some
what hasty steps she disappeared. But not
before Loiss nervous hand had turned the
handle of the library door, AID she stood in the
presence Of her husband He, was hard at
work the sounds in the house had not even
| disturbed him-he was aware of nothing un-
| til the door opened, and low, trembling
voice. criedy Sydney, have come to You !"
| And looking up, he saw vision OF his wife,
| but not the happy, contented girl he had left
four DAYS ago, but woman with dark shad-
owed, fearful eyes, and patheticaIly dropping
mouth, that told easily enough their own tale
| of woe.
What is itg, be. question steadying his
voice as best he codld, land Sh6lding out his
| hand. .
But she never needed it.
Sydney" she said, crossing the room, and
standing on the opposite side of the table.
locking down at him with wide, terrified eyes
| Sydney, speaking in quick, nervous tones,
| ''she is coming to tell ysu that married you
for your money and Sydney"
He held up his hand as if he would stay her
words, but she went on, regardless of, the
sign 'And she says that love Robert More-
| ton-and that when it comes to believing Ell
ther herfwords Or mine, you will not believe
mine, because have deceived you. Oh, Sgd
ney," clasping her slender hands together,
| ''you must believe mel"
II "And what must believe ?"he asked, slow
He had risen now, and was standing look
vrhi FOR nd Fri vhf uoH
| eyes.
| "Believe ?" she repeated, her voice sinking
into an earnest whisper. "Why, whatever
she says, you must believe love you. 1t
4 may be hard" she went on, steadying her
voice with difficulty, because she says such
dreadful things, and they sound so true but
you must put No faith in them you must try
and think, however hard it may. be-, she tried
4 to doright.h 4 Tits not Justice" little ineo-
herently, those words coming back to her re-
membrance-'I want much more than JUS
tice." a1C
''And what, then, do you want?' p,
Love-" she cried, 'unsteadily. Il
'Have ever refused it ?" he asked. And
then: ''My dear," he said gently, shave
not watched you! is that not better than any
guess-work..? The world may guess, may &C
cuse even, but knoo." He stretched out his
arm as he spoke. "Dear wife, "he said, f'did
you really doubt me9 Did you suppose that
any one could step between US Did you
really believe ! would take EanYf ones woEd
against yoursf Ali, dear Wife that shows
that / have not quite conquered, even yet !'n
His arms were about her now, her head was
on his shoulder her beating heart, was grow
ing quieter under the influence of his presence,
but she raised her eyes at bis words and asked
what he meant. ri
Is at was coming-the love, mean" he re-
piled, tenderly. Every slowly. but none the
less surely, it was taking root in my wife't
. heart. That day-the day l came up here
it was nearly full grown, was it not ?"
''It was there, Syd," she said the tears fall.
did not know 1t. I never found out what i,
was till you were gone. Now" clasping hel
arms about his neck-''now, with all my
heart l can say, Dear Sydney, 1 love YOU. -
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