The Dillon tribune., 1885-06-13
She did not answer He fancied he heard

She did not answer. He fancied he heard
her sigh; yet that sigh gave him no hope.
''That love you, need not say. You
must have seen that. In my own clumsy
fashion must have shown it,
II feared twasso,' said Beatrice, drea,nily
eyes. it was, always will be so Even as
speak, I speak with little hope; but, at least,
you will hear and believe love you.''
His voice was SO deep and earnest she
Her lashes were cast down and tears We're
forcing their way through them.
''Win you answer me!" be said, tenderly. |
II do not insult you by speaking of wealth
or rank in the world. II you loved a man
YOU would care little for that. You would
marry the man YOU loved in spite Of all the
world.'
She shivered. Her mouth worked piteously.
For second q wild, joyful thought ran
through the wooer's naind-for second only.
''Do judge you rightly?' he asked.
81 think so-but, oh, Mr.. Mordle, am sc
sorry fer this
Her accent left no doubt as to the genuine
ness Of her regret. Had she wronged him tc
the greatest extent, it could not have been
more real.
So like a man he took his answer He rose,
} His face was pale but then a mans face il,
his manner and words were his own bond
servants.
I'VE can still be friends:" he ierked out
} in u very good imitation Of his usual brisk
manner.
IF YOU wish it, said Beatrice, quietly
, almost humbiy.
s.Of course wish it. By-t,-.-ry viii ycu
, wish mo q pleasant holiday! I am :soilsg
g away next week. France, Switzerland, Tie
I Rlaine-a!l the rest of it."
Bcatrice laid her hand on his arm. "Don't,
: please, speak like that; you make me lnser-
, able"
Misernbie:'
eyes. Do you think woman does TOT
. feel unhappy when she finds she c;,ililot ac'
; cert the love of coed man like youvEtN' I<
> yon thinl. she believes he goes fr,'l her So
: and forgets all that has happened: Con
q think am to blame, Mr.. Mord]e: Let a1ywa,
, feel miserable
. He took her Land. ''No, you are NO. tt
- b.ame was tool Never l.l,~t', ul 1
. man also. ] really was going away 80.
Il week, umless-well, never mint what. " lAl
co7,le back, if J am ,-'t cured ct l!ly tp!lj-
can at lcast promise that even you viii TO
70 see any symptoms Of disease. Goodbye.
II lie turned and left her. Even in his slest
Is (atlOll ho had the gram OF cOnl0't tcaU III
Al l,ad no. !;orl.n himself amiss. TO Miss Clal,
lie sol. a. least. ho must always stand far ahov
ie his untor, mate name.
is Still he "as terribly upset. So much
or that he wakes, TO tho end of tho lane Nitho
n remembering lis tricycle., and was c''n'noi
ii to rr. race his sscns i'a order to recover t
7, a;'.Ec;al means OF propulsion. lie foi1 thi'
re e :, l:c>uliar, unfortunate incident. in"s
le he walked up tl' house, lie ca,'gli5" :sie
s. of Beatrice standing in a p2nsivc, thouGsha
.g attitude, gazing cut Of one Of the Nint't*,
u, Nevertheless he mounted lis metal snd
to lnnvely and sped away.
I'd s. the unw-;ttt2n cano,,s OF art, 1t 10
he mo th;lt I. rej",.c.. :,;.itor rs cEpcctd, a
d, lcrcli.a,l, to dash III; lsrs INT" sis dH'ts's
" flank; and gallopaVay, anywhere, III serc
tn if pedestrian, lie should llsh oE IL r'H,
IN stride o,f with dignity, or lounge n'ayvitn
nd stuffed calc:css.l":s. The Rev. !yl'alu:'
y. manner OF departure was ce1ta!nl, Al m
op pertinent ;1,~r.,n of cIne'.y lAto thcti'n
in realms Ct tres iy. But i'll real iH &, J'yo
en- are always :.icxtr:cahly mingled. Oily i'll
its romance, 10 we iir,l .hem kept GIte- part
This Is not 3 romance.