Staunton vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1860-1896, 1885-10-16
CHAPTER XXXIV.
IT WAS NO DREAM.

Carruthers, s.s was his custom, called for
Beatrice early one morning. Now that he
had firmly resolved that he must, would,
could should school himself to accept the
position which it seemed likely was to be his
for the future he could see no reason why
he should be debarred from enjoying every
moment of Beatrice's society. To say that
he was resigned to his fate would be absurd.
No one is resigned to fate. One is compelled
to submit to its tyranny, that is ALL
OF course Frank was unhappy, and of
course Beatrice was unhappy. At heart
they were as wretched as any sentimental
school girl could wish them to be amid such
circumstances But all the same they were
not so truly miserable as they imagined.
Given two young lovers kept apart by fate
with lookout of eternal darlness-with-
out even the hope of seeing hope glimmer in
the distance, SO long as they know that each
loves the other, even as he OF she loves her
or him; SO long as they can see each other,
talk to each other, even if that talk must be
on Indifferent subjects, they can not be alto
gether unhappy.
This morning Beatrice left her boy in
charge of the smiling Bavarian servant and
went for walk with Frank. It was a fair
May morning, fairer perhaps elsewhere
than in Munich, which is a dry, dusty,
barren land. For some time they walked IN
silence, and apparently without any settled
destination. By and by Carruthers spoke.
"When do you think you will be ready to
return to England o. he asked. Her eyes
were cast down. She did not answer his
question.
Beatrice, you will take my advice in
this q he spoke gravely and tenderly.
6 Nnc I will talla UoI1u adUcn | will do
all you visible guided entirely by you.
Heaven knows I have guided myself long
enough. See where it has led me-"
Her eyes filed with tears as she spoke.
Franz clench<l his hands behind his back.
what do you propose What do you
think ] should dog she asked.
Fl think we should go straight back to
England; straight to Oakbury: 7 will come
with you, and if you wish it, tell Horace
and Herbert every thing."
s'What will they saya What will they
do? should think they would at ONCE turn
me out of their house"
Frank smiled sad little smile. ''Dear
Beatrice" he said, ''can you fancy either
Horace or Herbert turning out dog who
came to them for protection? That is" he
added, ''if the dog had not been in the mud'
''Ah, Frank, but have been in the mud"
said Beatrice sadly Il haye years of mud
upon me- 1t will never come off. Frank"
Frank, as a man should, tried to console
her, tried to persuade her that the mud
was after all neither so very black nor so
very thick. She shook her head.
''Ahn said Beatrice, sit all comes back
to the old cry-If what has been done could
only be undoner"
'sYesn said Frank, 1.-THE cry of the fist
,,,ax ,,gt,o do1oJo,ood c,,ooob. Ii. +t,c,,otst
perhaps before speech came to him; and so
it will be the cry Of the last man who
stands on the wreck of the world.n
There was silence once more until Frank
broke it by repeating his original question.
Beatrice told him she could not leave
Munich until Sarah returned,
''But she is in london. Why lot tele-
graph to her? Tell her to wait there.n
Il would, but I do not know where to
find her. She was going to her friends.
The friend who poSet my letters. Sarah
used to send them, but never thought of
asking the address"
''And she is making terms with this man."
said Frank rather bitterly, sis empowered
to let this ri1tfian rob you"
'Money is nothing. He can have all he
wants if he will tr6able me no morep
Carruthers bit his lips. He cared little
for money as money, but it enraged him to
think of this villain living in luxury at the
expense of the woman he had so wronged
However, lie believed that when it came to
the Talberts having a voice III the matter,
Hefvey wouli find himself not SO well off
as he anticipated.
Prank" said Beatrice, II will leave with
you as soon as she returns, | promise. Now
let us talk of something else. We may have
but day or two longer here Let me have
those days to look back upon-days of calm
b6fora the storm breaks"
Carrutbers understood her. He forced
himself to talk to her in something like his
old style. The mirth, if it could even be
called mirth, was hollow. The imitation
ran falsely. But Beatrice was grateful: if
pnly to have her thoughts turned from the
Sne current.
mo one can fully realize what a noble
thing it is to be English,' said Frank,
until he has returned to London after a
tour in Germany. It is a gratifying thing
when You enter your hotel and for the first
time comprehend the tue mission of the
great Teutonic race.'
''What mission?'
ITO find" continued Frank, ssthat this
great nation was created apparently for the
purpose Of supplying walters to the English
speaking races. 1t is a great patriotic
truth which has eonsoled me for many in
conveniences ] have suffered from it's ap-
plication.'
Then he told her about the strange people
at his hotel In Munich. About the smart
American girls who would call Paris
tIParrls' About all the other familiar