Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1881-09-11

Cyri1's vOice-that rich, careSSlng,
charming voice of his that Guy sud-
denly remembered women loved to
hear.
This cannot last much longer, Mrs.
Ravensden, or l shall 60 mad! Be
merciful! If you can bless me, bless
me now! Is there any hope for me?' e
Great heaven! Cyril Kesterton had
dared
And then her voice Grace's his
wife's voice:
Don't ask me-just yet. Be patient
Just little longer-for I think-you
may-hope."
Guy sank back in his chair paralyzed
with supreme anguish and horror,
while they walked away-the two
guilty, vile, and one of them his wife,
the woman he adored.
do not think Guy Ravensden ever
knew how long he crouched there, in
the crisp night-air, with the stars shin
ing over him in mute, plying vigil.
But some time after that blow had fall
len so straight on his heart, he got up
and went in-toward the room he and
-she-occupied, to meet servant on
the stairs, carrying q portmanteau
down.
s.Mr. Kesterton has just received .
telegram, sir, and left his regrets and
adieux with me for you, sir.
This in answer to Guys interroaatory
look.
"He's gone then, has hep"
The well-trained man manifested no
surprise at the white, desperate face,
or hoarse, restrained voice of his mas
ter.
''Just gone, sir. Mrs. RaYenden or
dered the dogcart out for him.
"Yes-that's all right y ~
And Guy walked on, half-dazedly
toward the lovely room where he knew
he would find her, and where he had
resolved to confront her with her sin.
She was there, just as he had expect
ed, and in the dim light he saw her
face was buried in her hands, and that
on her dress lay picture, mans pic
ture, he had no doubt, and Cyril Kester-
toms picture, he could swear too without
seeing, and his wife-his wife!-he set
his teeth together-crying because her
lover had gone.
She did not hear him until he was so
near that he stopped and picked up the
photograph crushing it in his hand.
Then She gave little startled cry, and,
accustomed to the dusky shadows, he
could see a vivid flush surge over her
cheeks. And he remembered how he
had often wished he might be able to
bring Just such conscious color to her
face for loves sake. And here, the
very first time, it was shame's sake, and
his influence, and her fear, instead of
affection.
81 was looking for you; I wanted
you," he said, tersely, even now Won
dering how he could say the words that
would shut her out of his life.
'.And-I was wishing you would
come" she answered in a strangely
low, thrilling tone. Il wanted you,
too. 1 had-I have-something to-llet
you know"
All! he knew already, curses on Cyril
Kesterton's handsome face! And he
crushed the picture in his furious grasp
again.
"Do you remember once of hearing
me speak of my only sister, whom had
not seen since we wore childrenP
Well" and a rapid eagerness came in
her voice, sit seems so strange, but
Mr.. Kesterton and she''-Guy started
and shuddered- shave been engaged
some time-untl quite lately, when
some foolish arrangement arose Git was
Addie' fault, believe, from what can
learn, and the poor fellow is heart
broken over it. He has prayed me to
intercede for him with her; he has given
me her address and her picture. Where
did you lay it, Guy? Only think-my
own, own little sister, 1 did not know
was alive! Oh! Guy, am so thankful!
And 1 told Cyril I thought was sure
he might hope after just a little"
Guy had sat there, listening with al
most fainting pulses, his brain reeing
with rapturous relief, but with such an
awful, dying sensation creeping over
him, that at last, when she had done,
she looked eagerly into his pale face to
be terrified into wild alarm.
"What is the matter? You are i'll,
and I have been thoughtlessly talking
of things that do not interest you. Guy
what is the matter? Oh, my darling
my darling! don't die just when I am
beginning to love you SOP goyaH
It was like a sudden elixir to him, in
the midst of that awful nervous pros
traticn.
..Grace! What! You love so well as
that? You love so well as that"'
His voice trembled like woman's,
and Grace went down on her knees at
his feet, her glorious face uplifted, her
eyes endorsing the story her lips utter
ed. sr-to7 ea4
ssOh, dol do! 1t has come to me
like heavenly revelation. Oh, my
husband, thank heaven for the great
Joy that it has sent to mel Take me
in your arms, Guy, and say my wife!''
The sudden revulsion of feeling
brought Guy Ravensden intense relief,
and he silently folded his wife to his
breast. The doubts and fears Of his life
had suddenly passed away, leaving be-
hind intense rapture, and so, out of the
dense storm-clouds came softest sum
shine-out Of awful anguish the chief
blessing of Guy Ravensden's life. ~,