The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1881-09-15


you?'
"You wrong her," answered Geohrey,
taking refuge from his own conscience in
a pretence of anger. "She is a noble
woman and you are jealous OF her."
She turned and looked at him silently
with an expression Of contempt; then,
without q word, she walked quietly out
OF the room. But when alone she burst
into tears, and wept long and bitterly
over her sore heart and broken hopes.
As for Geofrey Kendall, he stood for
a moment bewildered with conflicting re-
morse, shame and repentance, hoping
that she would return. But she did not,
and in very miserable frame of mind he
left the house and sought the company
of Donna Sanchica.
"Ah!" cried the estimable lady, run
ming to meet him with both hands ex-
tended, ''you have returned, my friend.
Behold me happy, independent. But
what has happened, senior? Your face is
chalk and has agony into it."
81 am very unhappy, responded Ken
dali, gloomily. 81 have been i'll treated. 4"
Sol" cried the lady, striking dra-
matte attitude and grinding her white
teeth. "Who have insulted my friend2
Tell me his name and 1 have his hearts
blood. Carai"
ono NATTER" said Kendall, with o
vague perception of something false and
grotesque in all this extravaganza; ''it's
all over, and come to you for comfort" +"
"Ah!" said the donna, suddenly aban-
doning her fierce air for a languishing
one, sit is sweet to have the opportunity
for to comfort my dear friend. "Ah,
Dios! would not die for your"
81 believe you would" said poor Ken
dali, looking into her dark eyes, where
he fancied he saw unutterable things.
"Here is woman who loves me-" he
thought. "Alma has discarded newly
not secure the happiness in my power2"
So OH The impulse of the moment he
spoke.
"Donna Sanchica," said he, ST love
You. Will you be my wife?"
To have witnessed the woman's face at
that moment would have been treat to
a cynic. She looked modestly down.
She managed to get blush to her yell
low cheek; her bosom heaved rapidly,
and a tremendous sigh escaped it. Yet
all the while the traces of a malignant
smile of triumph rested upon her lips.
At last she looked up with some skill
fully evoked tears in her eyes.
''No, senor," she replied, ST cannot.
OIL. 4L~ I------>ai ,-h-4 ooonv fo- ,,,a 70
say i'll"
"Why not? cried Kendall, aghast.
"Do you not love me2"
"Ah, IDOL" she cried, 'sas my own
soul! Alb, misery! But let me confess.
We are poor, senor-my brother and 1.
We are exiles from our own country.
Because we are noble and poor we can
not live among our equal. We have
great pride. We leave our home and
wander like the Arab"
"What difference does that maker"
said Kendall, in a generous glow. 81
have enough for both"
"But my poor brother?" cunningly in
terposed the donna.
s.And for him as we'll" answered Ken
dali. "Will he not be my brother, too2"
"Santissima2" screeched the lady,
finging her robust person against him
with such force that he reeled against the
wall. "What noble! What superb2 1
adore you Yes-yes. 1 will be your
wife, and my brother shall be your
brother-eh?"
"Of course" assented Kendall.
And so the matter was settled. If the
devil has sense of bumor he must have
held his sides with laughter at this mad
mockery of the sweetest and holiest of
the human emotions. Things took their
natural course. The poor but noble Don
Canals was to take Kendall into his favor,
and, being given the utterances of the
highest sentiments, soon won the young
mans perfect confidence.
There were times when Kendall's heart
misgave him, when even his dull percep-
tions were troubled with vague distrust.
At these times Donna Sanchica's passion
ate protestations sickencd him and the
brothers pompous air maddened him.
At such times the memory of the days
when Alma's love was all to him would
smite him with miserable headache.
He would compare her sweet, pure pres
ence with the lurid and unhealthy infiu-
ence of the Spanish woman and wonder
at his own blindness.
But Donna Sanchica was diplomatic.
She knew how to deal with his dark
moods so as to profit by them. At such
moments she would look at him re-
proachfully and sigh as if her heart were
broken. Then Kendall would melt, and
cursing himself for hard hearted viii
lain, submit more abjectly to her bland
ishments than ever.
They were soon to be married, and as
the donna claimed his whole time, If
came abont naturally that the solemn
don, her brother, consented to take
charge of Kendall's affairs. He develop
ed so keen talent for business that in a
very short time the young mans proper
ty quietly changed hands. Of course,
being all in the family, it made little real
difference in whose name the money was
held. But one morning Kendall called
at the residence of the Spaniards and
found them gone. A letter in the hand
writing of the donna was given to him by
the housekeeper. 1t ran as follows:
Farewell, most oblipinp of men' Rnsi