Lancaster daily intelligencer. [volume] (Lancaster, Pa.) 1864-1928, 1889-07-13
CHEQUE NO. 9O3l.
"A FASCINATING ROMANCE OF A LONDON
SUBURB.
BY the Author of "By Crooked Paths" "sheathed
in Velvet" Etc.

~ shall 60 down by the mail tonight,
% Plymouth" said resolutely, standing
up. and pulling myself together. II may
90 on ~ far a. Naples by the boat; but
IN any case I shall have the satisfaction
!. Of bidding her good-by. See TO the ware
housing Of all these things. Jem. or send
Y Levens up from the city to see to IL, and
6nd out II there are any outstanding
bills, and settle them. Send me up n
small bag to Waterloo at half past to-
night, mother"
The next night Cynthia and ] sat in
her cabin together. BY tho use Of my
name Horace had secured her cabin to
hcrself--not a very difficult matter at
that time of the year--so wo had these
last few minutes free from interruption.
II was afraid you would do this, Ger
aid" she said, with her sad eyes fixed on
my face. II told Horace not to put the
labels on the luggage until he got 1t TO
the railway station, but suppose no for
got. II was not wise TO come, dear--it
il only prolonging our sorrow to its ut
most limitsv'
II came in the hope that even now I
should persuade you to change your
mind and come back with me, Cynthia"
"0erald," she said solemnly, laying
her cold hand on mine, ''let mo try to
convince you that in the present circum-
stances nothing In the world would in
duce me to marry You, and ! shall not
be sorry you have come. Though your
loyal love blinds you to tho horror Of
this crime now, 1t would not be 80 always.
Can you imagine anything earthly
torment-exceeding that which should
suffer when your present blindness clear
cd away, and you saw me and my sin as
they really are? Can you understand
what my anguish would be day after
day, when ! SAVIOR fancied / saw
your manner to me growing cooler md
moro reserved? How should l 70 ablo
to help thinking the change was duo TO
your memory Of that shameful act? Tho
thought would be an intolerable torture;
could not live under It; should go
mad or kill myself The bare idea is 80
terrible that, II you were TO tell mo now
must either go back and marry you or
throw myself over the side Of tho ship
this instant. I would n thousand times
tatneI uTOWn myseu!
She spoke without excitement, but
with calm solemnity which carried con-
viction to my sorrowful heart. ! had
nothing to say. What answer could /
givo to such declaration rs sho had just
made?
She, too, sat quiet for few minutes,
with that vacant look In her eyes Of
which Jem had spoken; and then sho be-
gan to speak in a low, dreamy voice that
made me fancy she hardly knew she was
speaking.
"If heaven, in infinite mercy, would
let mo wake up and find it was all a
dream-a bad, cruel drcam-if could
come to you and say, Gerald, I have
been laboring under an hallucination; I
did not do what said did; am rs In
nocent Of the crime as you are,' I should
resign myself to you with a Joy you can.
not realize. Iwould como to you and
strive. by lifelong gratitude. to show
you the thankfulness that my heart feels
towards you for your goodness to me
and mine. But that Is all fanciful nom
sense, Isn't it9" she said gently, rs sho
reused herself from her languor. "Only
1should like you always to remember,
asnnd, ,Nthat my love is as much and rs
entirely yours in this moment of our
earthly separation as 1t has ever been In
the days Of our brightest hope!'
The warning bell for passengers going
ashore began to ring. There was
minute Of keenest agony, and was out
and up on deck with my travelling cap
pulled well down over my eyes and my
fur collar up TO my ears.
"Good-by, Quinton," said the captain;
"I1l try to make the voyage as pleasant
a. possible to your friends"
Try to make the voyage pleasant! l
almost hated him for his civility.