The Cheyenne daily leader. [volume] (Cheyenne, Wyo.) 1870-1884, 1881-08-26

What should he dor Was Grace false
10 hima-or, was II only his own mad
Jealousy that msgRifed his acts, and
looks, and courtesiesg
Until one cool. staFlighLed night,
when he was Longing In 8 rustic chair
on the moonit lawn, and then he heard
Cyrifs yoiee-ihat rich. earessing,
charming voice Of bis that Guy sud-
denly remembered women loved 70
hear.
This cannot last much longer, Mrs.
Ravensden, or i shall go mad Be
mercifuli If you q bless me. bless
me nowi Is there any hope for me,nn
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 q little longer-for I think-you
may-hope.n
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 fal-
len S straight on his heart, he got up
and went in-toward the room Be and
-she-occupied. to meet q servant ON
the stairs, carrying . portmanteau
down.
mn. Kesterton has Just -ncAivad .
telegram, sir. and left his regrets and
sdieux with me for you. SIR"
This in answer to Guys in~terrogatory
look.
Hes gone then. has hep
The well-trained man manifested no
surprise at tho white, desperate face.
or hoarse, restrained voice of his mas
ter.
Just gone. sir. Mrs. Ravenden or
dered the dogcart out for him."
"Yes-that's all right"
And Guy walked on. halfdazedly
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 a picture, a mans pic
ture, he had no doubt, and Cyril Kester-
toms picture, he could swear too without
1ttlnkr huu Ills WlG"uuS MlG-"ut SOL
his teeth together-crying because her
lover had gone.
She did not near him until he was so
near that he stopped and picked up the
photograph crushing 1t in his hand.
Then She gave a little startled cry. and,
accustomed TO the dusky shadows. he
could see q vivid flush surge over her
cheeks. And he remembered how he
had often wished he might be able to
bring just such n 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; l 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 q strangely
low, thrilling tone. II wanted you.
too. l hadl have-something to-let
you know
All! he knew already, curses on Cyril
Kesterton's handsome face! And ne
crushed the picture in his furious grasp
again
do you remember once of hearing
me speak Of my only sister, whom l had
not seen since we were childrenp
WE'LL" and q rapid eagerness came in
her voice, ssit seems SO strange, but
MI. Kesterton and she''-Guy started
and shuddered-''have been engaged
some time-until quite lately, when
some foolish enlargement arose (it was
Adde'S fault, I believe, from what l can
earn), 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 1t, GuyP Only think-my
own, own little sister, l did not know
was alive! Oh! Guy, I am SO thankful!
And l told Cyril l thought was sure
he might hope after just q little"
Guy had sat there, listening with al
most fainting pulses, his brain reeling
with rapturous relief, but with such an
awful, dying sensation creeping yer
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 Ill.
and l have been thoughtlessly talking
of things that do not interest you. Guy
what is the matterp Oh, my darling
my darling! don't die Just when / am
beginning to love you SOP
It was like a sudden elixir to him, in
the midst Of that awful pros
traticn.
s.Grace! What! You love SO well as
thatP You love so well as thatr"
His voice trembled like q 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.
"Oh, / dol do! 1t has come to me
like q heavenly revelation. Oh, my
husband, ! thank heaven for the great
Joy that it has sent to me! Take mo
in your arms, Guy, and say my wifep"
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 sun
shinc-out of awful anguish the chief
blessing of Guy Ra~vensden's life.
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