The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1882-06-11

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giving in ANONYMOUSLY. 81 couldn't
care for him either; but what | said is
true all the same. Other people would
not like me-"
"Wouldn't they?" says Rodney, lean
ing on his elbow as the argument wakes
warmer, then all can say is, | never
met any other people. ,"
you have met only them, suppose,
as you belong to them.
'iDo YOU mean to tell me that I don't
care for your" says Rodney quickly.
Mona evades a reply.
GLOW cold it isl" she says, rising,
with a little SILVER. LET us 60 home"
If she had been nmtl>ed all her life
i'm the fashionable world, she could
scarcely have made more correct
speech. Godfrey is puzzled, nay, more,
discounted. Just in this wise would
woman in his own set answer him, did
she mean to repel his advances for the
moment. lie forgets that no tinge of
worldliness turks in Mona's nature, and
feels a certain amount OF chagrln that
she should so reply to him.
IF you wish, y he says, in courteous
tone, but one full Of GOODNESS; and so
they commence their homeward jour
ney.
81 am glad you have been pleased to-
night, says Mona, Shyly, abashed by
his sudden silence. But nervously,
Killarney is even more beautiful. You
must go there"
Eyes, mean to-before | return TO
| England"
She starts perceptibly, which is balm
| to his heart.
"To England" she repeats, with a
most mournful attempt at unconcern.
"Will-will that be soonY
Not very soon. But some time, of
course, must 60"
II suppose 50, she says, in a voice
from which all joy has flown. And it
is only natural; you will be happier
there She is looking straight before
her. There is no culver in her tone;
her lips do not tremble; yet he can see
how pale she has grown beneath the
vivid moonlight.
as that what you think?" he asks,
earnestly, Then for once you are
wrong. | have never been-I shall
hardly be again-happier than l have
been in Ireland"
There is a pause. Mona says nothing,
but, taking out the flower that has lain
upon her bosom all night, pulls it to
pieces petal by petal. And this is un-
| like Mona, because flowers are dear to
her as sunshine is to them.
At this moment they come to high
bank, and Godfrey, having helped Mona
| to mount it, jumps down at the other
| side, and holds out his arms to assist
| her to descend AS she reaches the
ground, and while his arms are still
round her, she says, with sudden eff
fort, and without lifting her eyes,
There is very good ipe-shooting here
at Christmas
The little pathetic insinuation is as
perfect as it is touching.
turn for it." SAYS Godfrey, who is too
much of gentleman to pretend to UNI
derstand all her words seem to imply.
1T is really no journey from this to
England"
II should think it a long journey"
says Mona, shaking her head.
"Oh, no, you won /, says Rodney,
absently. In truth, his mind is wan
dering to that last little speech of hers,
and is trying to mravel it,
Mona looks at him. How oddly he
has expressed HIMSELF "You won't"
he said, instead of you wouldn't. "
Does he then deem it possible she will
ever be able to cross to that land that
calls him son? She signs, and, looking
down at her little lean, sinewy hands,
clasps and unclasps them nervously.
'Why need you go until after Christ
mas?" she says, in tone so low that he
can barely hear her,
Mona! DO you want me to say?" he
asks, suddenly, taking her hands in his.
"Tell me the truth"
IL do" returns she, TREMENDOUSLY.
"But why?-why? Is it because you
love me? Oh, Mona If it is that! AT
times have thought so, and yet again
l have feared you do not love me as-as
/ love youl"
"You love me?" repeats she, family
"With all my heart" says Rodney
fervently. And, indeed, if this be so
she may we'll count herself in luck, be
cause it is very good and true heart o
which he speaks.
Don't say anything MORE" says tn,
girl, almost passionately, drawing bacl
from him as though afraid of herself
~ uol' i ITO llluic yOu ody HOW Ih
worse 1t will be for me by and by whel
/ have to think. And-and-it is al
quite impossible"
But why, darlng2 Could you no
be happy as my wife2"
Your wife?" repeats she, in soft
lingering tones, and little tende
seraphic smile creeps into her eyes AM
lies lightly on her lips. but am no
fit to be that, and"
Look here says Godfrey, with de
cision. ~ will have no butts, and
prefer taking my answer from your eye
than from your lips. They are kinder
You are going to marry me, you know
and that is all about it. / shall MARI
you, whether you like it or not, so yo
may as well give in with good grace
And I'll take you to see Rome and a
the places we have been talking about
and we shall have real good old time
Why don't you look up and speak to me
Monayn
Because l have nothing to say,
murmurs the girl, in frozen tone
nothing" Then, passionately, 81 wi
not be selfish. l will not do this thing.
'Do you mean you will not MARI
tne?" asks he, letting her 60, and mo,
Ing back step or two, a frown upo
his forehead 81 confess I do not III
stand YOU"
Try, Try to understand me, "entrea
she, desperately, following him and la,
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