The Arkansaw traveler., 1883-09-15
truth was that Mary Tsevaroch had

z 1&~N s%% sA&@ @f& 44A i learned to live utterly to herself. Nc hand had touched the secret wound since that bitter March night when Will Pen- ruddcck went down into darkness and silence. The dull requirement ot hard and dreary life were to be mel, and those alone mus, make her future. Vincent went back to hls easel while i the girl took ln her basket. and remained awhile inside the cottage and then she came out. and stepping behind hun with the frankness of perfec, ignorance of the world. she looked a, his beginning.
 lt's nothing 10 look al" he said. glanc,ng up al her I've hardly begun. Here's nnished sketch. winch Is more worth your notice"
 "Oh. those are the Twin Sister rocks. '' she cred with more animation. one brown hnger pointing over his shoulder. - and the Lions Head That's just like-but the sea ,sn't that color
 The sea Is any color. you have not l looked at il enough"
 no; look a; the sea enough" she said. in low. curious velGe: .' look al scarce augh, else. Then she changed her tone asAin "ls Il diffseul, ,o pa,nt:''
 Try and see
 Are yog d gfea; pasnieT London you come from London the folks say :"
 Ne. I'm no:. I'm oaly miidlins a; everything. break ry hear, over tr,- ins ot il.
 That pl:y why don, you give Il, up: Ba; perhaps Is you, hviRg
 No. I'd make bat poor l.vIag II Il, were. Ba, i;'s par; of my lie can, give !, up
 N O. re fond oi |, =
 doa'i know love l; and ha;e II. bu; i;'s par; ot my life. Now Mss Ire yaIroch. be very good 10 me 90 and .can assins, tha, ai, oi red rock and I'll tfy and gel yoa n.
 She laughed a shot; ou, meft, laugh
 Ge: me n the p.e,are If ,aa Ike . oG, Mss Trcvartolh: How queer |, sounds. I'm no mss. st
 NhA. are you-;o such as me
 "r.aln May TfesAtoeh ;o yo@ and every one e.se. >s
 Wei. Mary. then please to ga and do what sad. unless yo.. are basy =
 No. I've nothing mn ,o do Mother is cleaning ;he house ,s, to- morrow. ;o morrow w4s >3u3 sy. '" How shaa pui myself
 AnyheN. yoe can't so wtors and ak ;e me whi!e l pant. sh 4. se: ou al ;he better
 haven, mach 0 ,llk aoos:
 Nhy ne;. ts~ty.hlns Is new and interesting ,e me here ,ei. me abou: yoar lie
 There's naash; iH ;ha; ihAi would k. | Rs,H dreary soloe th,; reminded him of her mother -, would he bette; fot you ;o tell me how ladies .tse. who are gay and happy and have aAgsa; to trouole them
 - don't know many happy l.aies Tn London plenty who ,re gsy enough. To me |: would seem ever so much happier here a; lcnru,h oa: of the no.se and hustle. with iha; sweet. sal, ur blow lng from over ,he sea Don't le,', talk oi London. am trying 10 forget any world bu, this
 An" she sad in qaie, way. "I,'s happy for you here perh-as; yoa know nough; of how we llve in Ieurath.
 " Do you want to 30 someNhete else = would It make you happicr =
 i' l don, look 10 be happy" she an swered. turning hcI eyes ifom hun. As iof going away. sometimes ! ;hink want to. sometime i.think wan; to come back I've never in ali my life been ten mics from leurUih. bu: lye rcai aDou. pia es
 10 yoa care f,r reading. then
 ! ase ;o when MS \ s.i. o1r par- son, w.fe lad ne a greti dea. wl;h aes ,,il .ea. lac peak, ana Ms.. wls i1nd a; le44ine ID w.r..cs e.eains There Ras a s,ier Q and .hen Nlry sad lasc ealri y Ntil w1s :ac i.aa vas - ia4ti> Hes iesd
 = oa tax of when yoG were d i, .. l.aeen; sid, aash.ns intQ wor64 10 sA'e hm seittrori some embarrassment: yoe are young enough now
 " rGrned two ant twenty. l don ; ice. young
 Yo-se gone ,hFo4sh sfeA. teal.' :. he sad IT low yo. e tender w.,a sym pa,hy.
 "on. have have she sad in | To.c acepcaed by her er.ptpu how k.nG.y yoe speak ;o me who told Sou a9og: :;
 lolt mother aad others, and oaf self -l saw YOU oetore
 she blGshei deep,y Where z
 .Jowa. in he ..s,.c cove there ga fer iha; clif. saw is yoer hce ,h4' y1a had suffered
 She turned away her head and pa, one hand oyer her eyes. d,dn :, know. she sad. as; above her breath. '' never saN yog. lon; talk of |: nos "
 Vincent had lac; enough no; 10 keep the same cord sounding he chat;e4 ay aoou, hundred things. The dark eyes came back 10 hun. and she vas ag4in the rather dIgniied fna.ier-o!i iic, self tha, re had startled away.
 Vincent Randal had taken the plunge in good earnest. he ven, asout from the ho-s haunted with perpe;uai presence Day after day inc picture fingered on and the intimacy progressed. or her side a perfectly s,ra ght-forraFd friendship winch had no; an after tnou ghi on h.s. r-aftfszf frf.+v ss