Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1889-05-23

shall find you asleep"
She had assumed hesr professional
nurses tone, anl she bent over his
couch to smo 9TH it little.
He caught the small rouglened
hand i'm his.
'Call me Eberhard before ym go
just once; l have fancy TO bear it
from your lips; and fnvalids may not
be thwarted, you KNOW" with his
charming smile.
The pale face colored fiery red.
"Eberhard!' she said faltewingly,
End attempted no move; burt he raised
the little fingers to his lips ere he re-
leased them.
Il Know shall recover with your
nursing, - he said quietly.
dorothy" quertlEous voice, be-
longing fretful angry face. invaded
the door of the invalid's room few
hours later, Il wish you would give
your own kith and kin little atten-
ton, instead of dancing after all these
common men. am almost out of my
mind with terror, sitting alone in that
dreadful room-they say il is the safe
est in the place, bnt it dark and de-
pressing in the eXtreme-and the noise
of the firing seems to increase every
moment. l am sure we shall all be shot
directly, and Sir Peter is enough. so
put the finishing-touch to anybody, l
don't know whether or not he is reaily
i'll. but he lies and groans until am
beside myself. | think you might
come and cheer your cousin u little
bit"
The speaker had advanced as she
spoke until she stood very near the
couch over which Dorothy was bend
ing.
Dorothy was changed OF course by
her fearful privations and anxiety
changed into a shadow of her former
self; but her face was beautiful, al
most spiritualized by Tho grand calm
courage which bore her on through
her terrible life.
Lady Ruskin was changed from a
beautiful young woman into an appar-
emily old and ugly one. Skinny, sal
low, haggard, Leigh hardly recognize
ed her as she came up to his couch,
still pouring her fretful, selfish COM
plants upon Dorothy.
"Elvira, here is an old friend" the
girl said bravely turning her white
face, and hiding a sudden CULVER of
the lips.
Lady Ruskin's head went up haugh-
tily, then her glance falling upon the
soldiers face suddenly decpened and
grew excited.
GLOW do you do, Lady Ruskin?"
Leigh calmly uttered, Looking at her
as he spoke.
"Mr-Nr Leigh" She gasped. "Is
it possble?n
Not Mr.. Leigh now" Dorothy in
terposed, bitterness utterly foreign
to her voice entering it. lord Les
ter, if you remember"
Elvira stood for an instant p7trifed,
almost aghast, then with sudden de-
light in her voice and face, she cried:
"Oh, is it really true? Eberhard,
whoever thought we should m Get again
like this?'
1--WE met earlier" Lord Lester said,
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you gave me rather n cruel remind
err of your old friendship some weeks
ago, Lady Ruskin.n
As he spoke he held out his hand,
which still bore the mark of Elvira
riding-whip, and she had the grace to
color furiously.
Il can only beg yoar pardon" she
stammcrcd, land hope that you car
overlook and forgive even this
This | count bit q small thing-ir
comparison!"
His dark eyes held hers insignif.
cantly, his voice lowered.
Dorothy moved abruptly away.
"Oh, Ebarhard" Her ladyshiI
spoke with crimson face and imploring
voice. II am sure even you must
think that l have eXpiated by my suf-
ferings here in other ways-how bit.
terly, ceaselessly have repentedw
I'VE will let bygones be bygones, .
he said interruptingly, and still there
was no expression in his voice, and he
did not attempt TO take her offered
hand.
But to Dorothy who saw him gazing
into Elvira's face as she bent over him,
it seem as if the old friendship were
renewed at touch, and she pressed her
hand on her beating heart, while
things grew dim around her.
"You will forgive and forget, Eber-
hard"' her ladyship said entreatingly.
The excitement of this unexpected
meeting had brought back some of her
lost charms; her face was flushed
brightly, her eyes sparkled.
Dorothy gave one swift, comprehen-
sive, almost despairing glance at the
pair, then turned with set face and
went out of the room, 10 her duties.
81 forgive" Lord Lester said, still
in that same Unconditional tone; "but |
have no wish to loso memory, Lady
Ruslsin,"
"Ah, then, you do not forgive en-
tirely; you bear me n Crude yet. 1t
was the mad impulse OF the moment
that prompted me, Ebcrhard."
Il think it was more than that; but
we need not discuss those ancient mat
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