New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1882-01-29

had come out from the busy hive of the town TO
this peaceful country home, with heart full of
pride and JOY, and yet with an aching pain deep
down in it, for he had only told Millicent Warner
the half of his news yet.
lie had said that the Government of . far-oh
land was willing to ut 10 his discovery. What he
had not said was that the terms upon which they
would agree 10 do 50 were that the inventor should
accept Office under them, and superntend the work
ing of his own scheme
lie was conscious, indeed. of a strange reluctance
to communicate this last piece OF intelligence Just
yet.
lie was n bit of mental epicurc, and wanted to
enjoy the full flavor OF this wOmaus pride in
his success without alloy.
1t had seemed terrible thing to him all along
the idea of parting between himself aud Mililccnt
Warner. He had said 10 himself that the loss
her would make him feel the same sense OF sud-
den empty silence as had more than once come
over him when her cunning fingers dropped from
the ivory KEYS. and the melody they had been
weaving in all exquisite WELT of sound ceased. It
had seemed to him like this. thinking of il.
Now. watching her by the soft shimmcring light
listening TO the tones of her soft low voicea voice
that was capable of conveying an intensity of
gladneSs, though never raised into outward show of
passion, to Ruthven DyOtt the thought of this pos
sbe severance from all part or lot in her life
brought with il an OverpOwering sense of pain-a
shuddering fOreboding of lonely days, and months,
When they had talked over the good fortune that
had befalen HIM, when they had, it were, set il
in their midst and looked at IL from every possible
poiut of view il suddenly struck mss Warner that
for a man who had had greatness thrust upon him
by the hand OF fate Ecr companion was somewhat
distract, not TO say moody .
You are not half as glad as thought you would
he, not halt glad as you ought to be. she SAID,
shaking her head, Gliding. vet smiling too
Glad he echoed passing his hand across bis ewes.
as If the Sunshine from the burning world without
| had suddenly streaned in and dazllrd him. How
can | he glad, Mllcent, of what must take NE
away from your
Take you away p she SAID, and then stopped.
She did not choose to question him: she was
conscious of certain slight irritation of mind. lie
had been keeping something back. 1t was strange;
it was not like Ruthven Dyott; at all events not
like hun in his dealings with her. .
Yes lie said rising from his seat and taking his
stapd close by her side take me away from you
How, then, can be gladP
DO they want you to 60 out there and set the
thing going; and, if they do. you likely 70 for
get the friends you leave behind, or do you fancy
we shall forget YOU that you put on such tragic
air. RuthVenf
1t is not a case of going away it is case of
staylng away
IF he had been standing somewhat behind her.
she might have noticed how pale lac grew, as he
uttered the last two words-wHTds that meant 50
much. As il was, she only noted thrill OF pain III
his voice She bent closely over ear of barley TO
which her needle was adding delicate finishing
They want you then to settle down thereto
take the management Of the affair entirely into
your own hands,
Yes
The ear of barley was now daintily completed,
frnged with feathcry heard; she looked at 10
with cOmplacency, her head little on one side IN
the prettiest pose imaginable.
! think the idea an excellent one, she said speak
ing slowly, and as if full OF intent thought; most
excellent in every way
Even to leaving YOU .
There is always some little drawback to every
thing, isn't there she answered lightly.
DO You call it little drawback to lose all that
is sweetest life, to lack all that has most
dearY he aid passionatcy, his Young face pale aud
wistful, his dark eyes full of pain.
She turned slowly round IN her chair, and looked
FfRuih9cn.' she said, 'have you been devonng
yourself of late to the reading Of romance-, you
foolish boyP
NO; he answered and she felt the trembling Of
the hand that rested on the back of her chair /
have been living one
There was a moments silence and NIillicent once
more bent over her work.
That her eyes saw what they rested on mag be
doubted; that they were dim and misty, rs though
she had stood in the glare OF the sun where no
shadow was Is more likely.
This headStr0ng hoy seemed determined TO rush
upon his destruction. She had strlvcn to curb
the impulse of passion that was drifting HIM INTO
dangerous waters; but her viii felt feeble, her
hand nervelesS-what should she DO?
How blind she had been. how besottcdlv foolish
not to have orcseen toward what bitter crd things
were huTryIng!
to Ruthven Dyott, since that day IN spring that
seemed lifetime away that day when every bough
on every tree was bright with thlck-sct blossoms
white or rcd-when the air was sweet with the
faint perfume OF the lilac flowers, and Mlllicent
Warner. wandering homewaId by the river, met
her uncle and a stranger. slight darkeyed boy,
with smile as bright AZ the spring sunshine, ana
manner al once candid and gentle
Sir GeOiircy introduced this companion OF ms to
his niece as the son of an old friend, come to Lon
don to work hardat an arduOus profession: he spoke
of HIM and 10 HIM a. one who was henceloith to he
looked upon as an intimate friend, to be welcomed
warmly whenever business would allow OF an cN-
petition up river and. more especially 10 he looked
for on Sunday, to get breath or two of fresh AIR 10
help you through week OF smoke, my lap ne sdd,
when that night Ruthven DyOtt took his leave.
1t seemed long long while ago, all this, and now
the cId drawing nigh.
How often had these two the woman who had
given her friendship and her high enrolling in
1ucncc so ungrudginglY, and the man whose lie
had lppp bfip
steady radiance of her sympathy, listened to the
rustlIng of the water as IT whispered In ana oEJ
pmOng the sedges, 10 the robin singing sadly on the
bio thorn tree by the window, 10 the clear piping OF
the yellow billed backblrd riOtousy Jnbilant over
the coming of spring! And now they would listen
TO these sounds never again together ,
What is 30 sweet TO any man as to garner mp IN the
sanctuary of his innermost heart, IN the midst OF
the hurry and hustle OF lie IN DuNy Guy, the
Thought of a shadOwy room, pcrfumed with flowers,
and made sacred by the presence OF true, pure
woman a friend who cannot fail him. a room
where enter when lie may, kindly greeting waits
him. kindly land meets add clasps his
All these things had Ruthven Dyott found at the
red house by the river.
What wonder that his heart was heavy within
'TGis means not only going away, but staying
Realizing all that NIlcent Warner had been in
his life hitherto, he felt the very thought of life
without her to be unbearable. And yet there was
something in her quiet selt-contalned manner. III
her matter-O fact comments upon the views of his
prospects that CALLED him neXpressibly, and made
HIM bite back the hot passionate words that rose to
his bOylsh lips
She is gentle. and true and kind he thought to
himself bitterly but she is cold, passlonlcsS, more
statue than woman after ALL
But after one long look at the sweet face bending
over the embroidery his heart got the better of bis
brain: wise reflection, calm resolution fled, and
with all a lovers imperousress he had taken her
work from her hands, Impr Soned those soft white
hands in his and was lifting TO hers 4 troubled,
wIstful face dark eyes full Of pleading lips that
trcmbled like a girls.
Truly no lack of words was his.
All the story of what the past had been. of what
the future might be-in his OpinIOn-was poured
forth with love-given elOqucnCe. Kisses fell thick
upon the hands ne held 50 closely.
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