Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1884-01-24
Gales ano Sketftts.
FORTUNES WHEEL.
BIZ THE AUTHOR OF MOLLY BAwx."
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Il have been silent for long time at
your command but feel must speak to-
night" he whispers hurriedly. ''Am to
take nv final mo now. He had turned
very pale.
NO says the girl quickly. Then the
absurdity of her answer striking her. q
faint smile creeps into her eyes. THAT is,
she stammered, lit is no mo-; | mean.
only
mo no?'' Why, that is yes in any de-
cent English,'' he exclaims eagerly.
We'll: take II, she says in low tone.
and with a glance half shy. half tender.
But with nervous haste-''there is
first something must tell you. To-mor-
row. If you will come TO me at O'Clock,
p
At this moment a tall man, dark and
handsome, pushing his way somewhat
cavalierly through the groups, makes for
where she is standing. His face is agitated,
his eyes are alight He holds out to her a
band that positively trembles. and after q
hesitation. so faint as to be almost imper-
ceptible, Vera lays hers within 1t.
Yet the hesitation TO lovers eyes has
been visible; TO Digby it is now quite
clear what it il she has got to tell him on
the morrow.
"Come, Vera" says Lady Vynor, rust
ling up 10 her. Vera makes movement
rs If 10 go to her, but Stainer holds to her
hand fast.
II must see you; must explain" he
says, with white lips. Give me time ;
place.
Tomorrow, says Vera, very gently.
She il almost tender with him. So softly
her glance rests upon him that Digby's
faithful heart loses courage. and he for
bids himself to dwell upon the hope that
few minutes since had made his pulses
throb with only half-concealed delight.
Park lane" Vera is murmuring in a
low voice. She is still somewhat lost in
wonder at this change that has come over
her Only Yesterday she had believed in
her love for this man: who, now holding
her hand in a close clasp and looking into
her eyes with an impassioned gaze. fails
to wake in her the poorest spark of feel
ing. Come tomorrow at g." she says
a suspicion OF pity in her lingering glance.
At three O'Clock the next day Major
Stainer puts in an appearance in the charm
ing drawing IN Park lane that calls
Lady Vynor mistress. He finds there
awaiting him not only Vera Wriothesly,
but the former pretty little lady likewise
To her cousin. on her return from the
opera last night. Vera had confided all her
story-conceaing nothing-and confess
ing to feeling disagreeable amount OF
nervousness about the interview impend-
ing between her and her former lover.
go to bed and don't let that trouble
you" said Lady Vynor Il have not
come to my age hope, without being able
TO outwit man. There; leave all that
10 me.'
Now. seated IN her favorite Longing
chair. wreathed in smiles, Laura Vynor
betrays fine determination to outset her
vistor-with smiling obtuseness to any
desire for her departure beyond all praise.
She IS almost effusively amiable to
Stainer-welcoming him as an old friend
of Ve-a's. And so he had been at Berlin
tor whole year! How delightful He
can now tell her (what she has been all
her lite so longing to know whether
Kaiser Wilhelm is as popular as one has
been led to believe. And so on.
Stainer. bending in sulky silence an
swers all her questions somewhat ut ran
dom. His ewes are fixed upon the perfect
profile of the girl sitting half inside the
face curtains of the window; and his mind
is wandering to days-now past and gone
when her love had been his own beyond
all doubt. Her eyes never once seek the
room, but are turned upon the busy world
of carriages outside One hand is lying
idle in her lap, the other is lazily turling
and unfurling large black fan. The cur
tains so tar conceal her that Stainer can
not see her expression and so is unable to
| Judge whether she is or is not as anxious
| to be rid of her laxative cousin as he is.
The moments. stealing all too swiftly
by, telling him it is drawing very near to
1 o'clock, and that even an ''old iriend''
must not intlict himself upon anybody for
more than an hour at a time.
He has consigned Lady Vynor to re-
| gious impolite and has half risen to take
| his departure. when an interruption occurs
that compels Lady Vynor bon gre. mai gre,
| to leave him alone with Vera. The mis-.
sion on which the servant summons her
| admits of no delay.
When he has closed the door behind her
he goes quickly to where Vera has been
sitting. She has come out from the cur.
tains. however. and is now advancing
| towards him.
At last can speak to YOU alone" he
says with a passion in his voice she hat
never heard there in old days. ''Wha
fortunes have been enduring ever since
that moment. last night, when once agar
my eyes looked into yours' And you
| Vera-you cannot have forgotten all ?'
Il have forgotten nothing" says the
| Girl gravely.
| ''Ah. il is not so easy to forget" erie.
he triumphantly. And you-you have 8
heart. You must still feer'-
She interrupts him with = slight but elo
quent gesture.
| II am not heartless. indeed" she says
and have felt-too much," There is s
| culver in her sweet voice that mislead,
him, In truth. the emotion it espresso:
is not for him. but for the memory of those
| past dark hours when she had mourned q
| truly for love now known to be worth
less.
| "All NAV still be well with u.s." ex
claims he eagerly. II love YOU now as
never loved you then. Ny silence during
the past year can explain. r.
Can you p says Vera, rot severely
but with steady glance from her grea,
| violet eyes.