The Columbian. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1866-1910, 1885-02-20
SELECT STORY.
A WOMAN 5O0RNED.

- 'N''v wv" "'o"""e W" " ~" WiSh
me TO-"
"Ob, you will, will youy | rather
think so myself, Dane Eckhart said.
with sneer that made Ginevra, his
wife lift her clear. dark eyes wonder
ingly "You needn't stare 40 Ginevra.
it's time ] told you the truth, If I'm
ever going to-
Ginevra got up from the pot of ge-
raniums she was wat, ring aud came To
her husbands side, an odd pallor in her
lovely fac.
"Yes, dear" she said in low tone,
"if there is anything l need to know,
tell it 20 me at once, pray
The man stirred uneasily il his chair,
and looked at her stealthily from under
his black eyelashes.
He was a singularly handsome man,
but with dangerous droop about the
corners of his finely nodded lips, that
would have warned any reader of
character against trusting him too
far
81 shan't be likely to come back he
said in sulky tone.
Ginevra looked at him, her face
whitening.
"You will send for me TO come to
you. Very we'll"
mot bit of it," Dane Eckhart said
in hard voice. "You'll have to go
back to yonr aunt
"Never ~
"As you please only wash my
hands of yon. | want yon tn under
stand that you and have both got
too much temper to get on well togeth-
er."
at is pity you had not discovered
as much before you married me-
"Well, know it now and as for
the marrying, you ought to be asthank-
full as am that it was just farce
"What ?"
"Only game, my dear. You and l
have only been playing married"
He threw up his handsome head in
solently, but involuntarily showed his
chair back step as he encountered
Ginevra's blazing eyes.
tpuC otOOi tICllpllUS Wltu
passion, then she came nearer to him,
and dropping upon low seat, wound
a white arm around bis neck
Don't plague me with such horid
talk. love- she said sweetly, "and III
try not to lose my temper 30 easily"
Dane Eckhart cast her arm off his
neck impatiently, and rose with NUT
tered imprecation.
at is no talk, as you'll find," ho said
savagely. "While you were Margaret
Moxley's heiress such talk was we'll
enough; but you ought to have known
l couldn't afford to marry a poor wo-
man."
"And you are not married to me 7
What, then, was that beremony be-
tween usY'
"The merest farce That man wasn't
a minister more than l am. There,
don't make fuss. 1t was all because
of your aunt Margaret's money, and
under the circumstances, really you
ought to be thankful to be rid Of me,
as ! am"
"To be rid of me" Ginevra said in a
hard, cold voice. "Very we'll, you are
rid OF me. Col"
Dane Eckhart laughed nervously.
81 think i will go until you are in
better humor, at least y and he saunt-
cred gracefully out and down the gar
den walk.
The passionate young creature he
had left sat staring after him with
look of piteous misery on her banched
face
She sat where she could see the man
she had till this moment opposed to
be her husband the man whose dau-
gerous beauty and Turing words had
brought her to this-won her from a
luxurious home, of which she was the
idol and prospective mistress the man
for whom the aunt who had been a
second mother to her had cas-. her out,
disinherited her-and now he cast her
off.
She could see him, smoking as he
walked and lazily smelling the flowers,
and her hands clenched and unclenched
themselves almost viciouslv.
In her absorption she did not see till
he was at the door man who came
swiftly up the walk-unnoticed, too,
by Dane, whose face was the other
way. The man scarcely stopped to
knock, and Ginevra ran to him with
both hands outstretched.
"Ob, Robert, Robert u she cried.
"Ive come as promised you, miss.
Mistress Margaret lies dying, and
she's asked Tor you over and over
again
An indiscribable change passed over
Ginevra's face, and she glanced swift
ly in the direction of the shrubbery,
where faint blue smoke was curling
past the leaves.
IL will go with you instantly--in-
stantly, Robert" she said, her eyes
cleaning. II see you have carriage;
60 back to it; l will join you. Take
this path, Robert; l should like to get
off without being SEEN"
Robert did as he was bidden, and
Ginevra, stopping barely long enough
to don cloak and hat, ran after HIM.
Dane Eckhart tossed away the stump
of his cigar and lighted fresh one.
"Deuced hard thing" he muttered.
I'm glad it's over Now if Dame Mar
garet should leave her the money after
all, she'd rather have the upper hand of
me. wouldn't she?"
He sauntered back to tho house
again. There was no one in the little
sitting-room where he had left Cine
vra and he noticed at once that her
cloak and hat were gone.
"What now!' he grumbled aloud.
"Where can she have gone tot"
"Please, sir, ] can tell you all about
it," said sharp little voice at his ell
bow, and Ginevra's small maid of-all
work popped out from behind the win
dow curtains, where she had been
curled this long time,
II heard 'em, seen 'em, she nod
ded brlskly "The mans rame was
Robert, and he said Miss Margaret
was a-dyin', and she went off with
him.
"In carrisgei' demanded Dane in
hreathless amazempnt