New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1882-04-16

Just when she is so nervous tOo-and then il
poor little Marquse were really to die, she would be
miserable. You know how she adores her.
Emilia nearly laughed. She thought of her hus-
band awaiting her reply tomorrow, while she
should already have started on her way to Pau 10
help nurse a sick dog. But her cousins widening
eyes and lcok of dismay checked her. Evidently
Clarice thought some strange spirit had entered
into her cousin, changing the gentle. Indifferent
Emilia she knew into a singular being. possessed OF
a will and energy of her own. And suddenly
Emilia's mood changed. Why should she not 20
Ii life must be a bondage. had she not chosen
this one in preference to that other bondage against
which she had revotcd, from which she had fled '
Had she not borne it for three years, and held her
| will go, Clarcr' she said, smiling little at her
cousin. Don't look miserable, child. believe
we shall find Marquise perfectly well, and that it is
only n device of Stevenss To get away from Pau,
where he is tired of being left alone. But viii go,
and If you will kindly send Maria to me at once,
she can pack up all that l shall want Tor to-
morrow; The rest can come in the evening with
Hardman.'
But when her maid had once more left her and all
was quiet for the night. Emilia again paced the
room from hour 10 hour with unQuiet steps. She
paused presently, and taking up Lawrenoes letter
again. stood looking at 1t in strange hesitation
and uncertainty. Suddenly, with brusqnc move
ment, she tore open the clOpe, and sinking back
IN her armchair, she took out the letter and read
She read with mixed feelings OF pride. Of remOrse,
of struggling pain: bu. she reed the cttcg through
twice, thrice then throwing down, she rose, and
resumed her restless pacing Of tie room. All at
once, moved by some sudden thought, she took a
fdunlc from nef wiring taDlc, ana approached tnb
lOoling-glass. She set down the light nd twisting
back her .ooscDed hair with one hanC I'D gazing
at the reflection Of her OWN face. She recognized
that SIZE was young, that she was beautiful, that
life after al Only beginning for her. Would to
Goa thai | We're irccn she cried IN a passionate
Outbnrst claspng her hands above her head, Her
har lo0scned from her grasp fell in long untWI5tng
COILS below her waist. Emilia took up OF the
wavy chestnut locks and looked at It, half smiling,
passing It to and fro between her w,to fingers.
Then. with a sudden shycr she gathered il all to-
gcther again and coiled IL into tight twist ut the
back of her head
80 God! she cried again, why was | sacrificed
Way am not free "
And yet Lawrcnce's letter worked upon her.
Against her viii, IT Tere she took il up and read
It through once more; in spite of herself. the kind
words the kinder for their inn lied TcpfOach.
touched her heart. Here was generous nature,
she could not doubt a good and Kindly heart She
had behaved hardly, anonymously to him, and lie
had words of harsh rcproarl to give her; stlt
less strain OF misplaced scntlmentaitv that would
have rrpcllcd her lie advanced 40 claim lie
made no demands he only appealed 10 her more
accept or reject. Free-iOr these three years past
she had been free 10 shape her lie as she pleased
and what had she made OF itF What poor empty,
shattered thing was II that time had lett on 1ef
hands. Nay. if she were quite AMI altogether fee.
II her husband were to tie to-moTow- thrill
ran through Em,l she did not want him to die.
she SAID 10 herself hastily and pitfull, rs though
someone had approached her with the involuntary
Thought. lie had been K nd to her that afternoon
She had not thought him KIND years ago, when they
both hated an indlssOluble bon1-6ut he had been
kind aud patient and thong Ltful this afternoon. II
was long since anyone had been kind to her IN that
way Yes she must see him tomorrow. II 1t were
only to bid him a friendly farewell. They would
uort friends this time She went to tn" window
ana looked ont. The night was nearly over spent
IN these restless cOmmulineS, thc dawn was at
hand; hut Emilia felt no fatigue. She lifted her
face she stretched out her arms III tho chill air that
prccc des the dawn. Not peace she cried, hui
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