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

giving in ANONYMOUSLY. ~ couldn't
care for him either; but what said is
true all the same. Other people would
not like me-"
Wouldn't theyp" says Rodney, lean.
ing on his elbow AS the argument wakes
warmer; "thcn all can say is, I never
met any other people,"
You have met only them, | suppose,
as you belong to them"
"Do you mean to tell me that don't
care for your says Rodney quickly.
Mona evades IA reply.
"lIow cold it ISL she says, rising,
with a little SILVER. Let us go homes
If she had been nurtU%ed all her life
in the fashionable world, she could
scarcely have made more correct
speech. Godfrey is puzzled, nay, more,
discounted. Just in this wise would a
woman i'll his own set answer him, did
she mean to repel his advances for the
moment, He forgets that no tinge Of
worldlineSs turks in Mona's nature, and
feels certain amount of chagrin that
she should so reply to him.
IF you wish, he says, in a 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 60 there"
Yes, mean to--before l return TO
England
She starts perceptibly, which is balm
to his heart.
10 England" she repeats, with a
most mournful attempt at unconcern.
"Will-will that be sOonY"
Not very soon. But some time, of
course, ] must CO."
II suppose So" 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 granddaughter than 1 have
been in Ireland"
There is 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 a sudden eff
fort, and without lifting her eyes,
There is very good snipe-shooting here
at Christmas.
The little pathetic insinuation is as
perfect as it is touching.
rs there? Then shall certainly re-
turn for 1t, says Godfrey, who is too
much Of a gentleman to pretend to un-
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 t, says Rodney,
absently. In truth, his mind is wan
dering to that last little speech of hers,
and is trying to unravel it.
Mona looks at him. How oddly he
has expressed HIMSELF "Yon 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 60 until after Christ
mas2" she says, in a 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"
II do" returns she, TREMENDOUSLY.
But why2-whyp Is it because you
love me? Oh, Mona If it is that! At
times have thought so, and yet again
| have feared you do not love me as-as
| love you!"
"You love me?" repeats she, family.
with all my heart" says Rodney,
fervently, And, indeed, if this he SO,
she may well count herself in luck, be-
cause it is very good and true heart of
which he speaks.
"Don't say anything MORE" says the
girl, almost passonately, drawing back
from him as though afraid of herself.
"Do not. The more you say now the
worse 1t will be for me by and by when
| have to think. And-and-it is all
quite impossible"
But why, darling? Could YOU not
be happy as my wife2'
Your wife?" repeats she, in soft,
lingering tones, and little tender
seraphic smile creeps into her eyes and
lies lightly on her lips. but am not
fit to be that, and
Look here, " says Godfrey, with de-
ciSion 81 will have no butts and |
prefer taking my answer from your eyes
than from your lips. They are kinder.
You are going to marry me- you know,
and that is all about it. | shall marry
yOu, whether you like it or not, so YOU
may as well give in with a good grace.
And I'll take you to see Rome and all
the places we have been talking about,
and we shall have a real good old time.
Why don { you look upand speak to Inc,
Mona"
Because I have nothing to say"
murmurs the girl, in frozen tone
nothing" Then, passionately, III will
not be selfish. | will not do this thing"
DO you mean you will not marry
,.ne?' asks he, letting her 60, and NOV.
Ing back step or two, q frown upon
his forehead 81 confess I do not un-
stand you"
Try, tY TO understand me, " entreats
she, desperately, following him and lay
ing her hand upon his arm. at is only
this. III WOull nnt mako Won hunuV