Ceredo advance. [volume] (Ceredo, W. Va.) 1885-1939, 1888-03-30

had another reason for writing so.
she said. vetting her lips nevously with
her tongue. Il desired YOU to thiak that /
wished to see you no more. | wanted YOU
TO forget Hazelwood. but your presence
shows me now that IL was purposcless
wish--that had given undue gravity to a
mere trife. think. she added. in a whis-
per. that l know what has brought YOU
here to-day. Mr. Tryfoil. II am right. |
congratulate YOU"
He tried 10 say that he did not understand
her. but could not.
While, Miss Bentley went ON, the
workinen were clearing away the old rriory
ruins. which fell in thunderstorm shortly
after the death of my Door Ada. II
found"
She stopped and bit her lips. With her
right hand she pulled her veil over her
face.
Look, MIR. Tryfol, she said
Tremblingly he raised his eyes. She
opened her left hand and showed him lying
on it's little palm the written confession OF
his love.
Take it," she whispered. "Burn IL"
Without daring TO look n: her he took
the manuscript from her hand, thrust II
into the brcast-pocket of his coat. and then
bowed his head and covered his face with
his hands.
Il am so glad,- she said, pressing her lest
hand against her left side with cruel force.
and speaking very slowly as IL with her last
breath, that you have returned to disinter
those foolish pages-that YOU have recov-
cred from. and can perhaps laugh al this
boy-like madness now. You must wonder
how YOU could ever have fnncied that you
loved me."
He sighed-that was ALL
Say you do not love me-" she said
Tell me that you have forgotten tho love
that you wrote Of there with so much Qraco.
You have represented II there unlike or
dinary love so painfully deep-so absorb
ing. But that know you and like you 30
well. Dir. Tryfou. | should call that love
irrelgious, impious."
"No! MOI" no niuttered. my love ex-
alts -purifes me-"
-Exalts, Purifesl" she whispered. mo-
| say nther exalted purified"
To this he answered nothing.
Oh, Mr.. Tryfoil. it pains me so sadly 10
see you nike this. she went on. "Do you
then still love mey"
"Stilli--noxt to God"
Time will kin your love-" she venturcd.
Death mayl Nothing else.- he replied,
| In tones scarcely audible even 10 her who
| was near him.
Her left hand tghtened round a part of
| the pew which she clutched. II seemed
that otherwise she would have fallen.
$50 sadly mistaken. she murmurcd,
Win kieht eubft. Oldcf tn1n YOU.
Virtue Is older than vice. Could hope
10 chock my mad idolatry because the be-
ing | worshiped Glanced TO brighten the
earth two years before l came TO crawl on
| ~ he said. brokenly, restlessiy. with his
face hidden from her. Don't pity me,
Miss Ientley! Loathe me for my pro-
sumption"
She softly repeated the last word more TO
norsolf than to hun. then left the pew aud
walked unst, ndily 10 tie chapel door.
Penniless, friendless, witless fool" he
muttered 10 himself. thinking she had left
the chapel aud gone from him forever
God knows / wish were deadi"
Giving vent to his anguish. he sank weari-
lily on the hRssock where she had at first
been seated.
She stood at the chapel door with her
back toward him. She pulled up her veil
and gazed straight before her. at nothing
that was visible TO others. heard his heavy
signs but did not move.
Her pure heart WIS ms full as his, there
was so much IN II crying out for uttemnco
which she could not give. She longed to
tell him that she was wholly his-that he
was all the world 20 her-ihat she loved him
as man had never yet been loved
Presently she advanced few steps noise-
lessly from the door OF tho chapel toward
The picture OF misery which she painted TO
paint out forever.
lie did not hear her. for nc thought she
had gone. He did not dream tina. iife's
ecstatic happiness stood behind him-aI.
most touched him.
She stood so for nearly minute, almost
unconscious. She fancied afterward that
she must have tainted during that minute
She placed her left hand softly on his left
shoulder, but he did not turn or start lie
thought her touch uBrea'.
BIushinR. trembling. weeping. and emil
lug she put hyr right arm on his right
shoulder, and clasped her little quiyering
hands under his chin. aud placed her cheek
against his.
Almost involnntarily she let herself ftll.
still embracing his neck. and swung herself
round aud faced him suddenly
Her dear pure. beauteOus face almost
touched his Her sweet lips, az eho spoke
10 him in a soft whisper, fell gently on his,
aud FOR many seconds remained upon
them.
VIII dear VIII" she eaid, 81 am yours
And said no more.
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