Waterbury evening Democrat., 1889-12-17
THE 9CTQR0ON
4 sgesY cF SLx VERT DAYS.

said Pauius.
 Rejected him !" repeated the Spanish girl, contemptuously. "couid you ever dream that should do otherwiseY
 And yet Augustus Horton is rich, young, handsome, distinguished-
 "He may be all that" interrupted Camilla ''Yet 1 have no feeling for him but indfference-nay.c contempt.
 "Shall l fell you the secret of that indferencc?" said Pauline, with smile.
 "If you please, answered Camilla carelessly.
 "The secret Is your love for another. Av, that stat and blush would betray you had naught else already done so. Nv foolish Camilla, dii you think to conceal tho truth from one who had known you from childhood? On the day of Paul Lisimons apprehension l told him that l had long known all.
 Forgive ne, dear Pauline. if I have seemed wanting in candor, said Cnmll- lia; "but it was Paul who bade mo be silent"
 "Yes, Paul, who feared that the gov erness might betray her pupil. Now, iisten to me. Camilla. The story of my life is strange one. The day may come when I may choose to reveal 1t, but that day has not yet arrived. The history of the past may have done much to int bitter q heart that was not once all base. 1 am ambitious, proud = though policy has taught me to conceal my pride dependence, even on those l like, IS painful to me; all this l have learnt to hide beneath a gay exterior
 Pauline, you terrify me" exclaimed Camilla '.this powe, of conccaling your feelings"
 "Is akin to falsehood. is 1t not Canil- lia? No matter. For the first time l speak the truth to you about myself. You have been kind, generous, affection ate I should be worse than murder ess could I break your heart, for to break your heart would be to kill you-and yet, Camilla, three days ago l should have been capable of that infamy." "Pauiine-Pauline! "Ah, we'll may you open those large black eyes with that gaze of horror and amazemant. Yes, l repeat, three days ago 1 should have been capable of this i; because I am ambitious, and tho ambi- tious will trample on the most sacred ties to attain the golden goal of their wishes. But this is past. Another road has opened to me, and henceforth, Camilla AIornQuitos, l will be your friend. Say. will you trust me?' Pauline Corsi fixed her large, limpid | blue eyes upon the face of her pupil with an earnest glance of inquiry. Twill you trust me, Camiliia?" ..Yes, Pauline! your words hayo ter- | rfied and bewlldercd me. but l feel that whatever you may be. you arc not de ceivlng me now.
 II am not, indeed !" answered Pauline ; | it is agreed then--you will trust me?" II will!' .Tell me. then, do you love Paul Lisi- l mon?"
 '.Truly, eternallyr' And for that love you are prepared to ,Ej yyhn have much of your fathers naughty Ha- | iure, can reconcile yourself to a life of | com para;ive poverty and obscurity for 1 the sake of him you love: "It would be no sacrt!ice," answered l Camilla ;"poverty would have no trials | if shared with him..
 >j,ut, rerlan,,er. Cauilla Moraqui- | tos, think of hia UI:huo"n birih-iow and obscure no doubt arc all my-teri- o,ls innages-wu,liH nuG that cause you to blush for yOur lONer-your htsband?' | II could never blush for him while 1 knew him to be honest and honorable. | "Ay but even then how bitter would be your trial Eo not forget that his | honor has been smiled by a foul suspic- | ion-that he has been branded as a | thief!"
 l T forget nothing. 1 know that I love i him and trust him. We cannot love | those we do not trust | "EnouGi,. answered Pauline. "now l listen to me. 1 tell you a new road has opened to my ambitious hopes. l shall win wealth and station, without sacritic- | ing you or your lover. Nay, more, promise you that the day that secs the futillment of my wishes, shall also se 1 YOU tho bride of Paul I.isimon."
 Pauline. what mean you?"
 Seek to know nothing-only trust me. There are dark obscurities in the pathway of guilt, which 1 would not have you penetrate. have promised to pefriend you in all things. What ii the foul plot, which, as 1 believe, has beer matched by that villainous attorney, SiIas Craig, were brought to light by my agency? Would you thank mo for that Camillia?"
 Thank you, Pauline? Oh, if yo, could but clear him 1 love from the vile accus ation brought against him, l would be your grateful slave to the end oi fife.
 Il do not ask that-I only ask patienc, and confidence. I hold power ove Sias Craig, which none other possesses ! and on the day which crowns my hopes hc shall be made to confess his infamy and withdraw the charge against Paul Lisimon."
 "Paullne, Pauline" exclaimed Camil lia; ''my benefactress, my preserver." | 'huSu Sdlu luS TIellCnNOIldll, iiS ing her finger on her lips, remember patience and caution"
 As she spoke. Tepita, Camillia's ol'
 aurse entered the room. "Oh, missy, said the faithful mulattress, "there is sailorman below, who has fine silks an,
 aces to show you, if you'll only look a f his merchandise. Such bargains, he says
 missy"
 But I don't want to see them" re piled Camilla. indifferently; ''tell tn
 man to take his goods somewhere else
 Fepita.'
 Stay" interrupted Pauline;" we ma
 IS we'll look at these bargains"
 ''Ay. do. mi mosellc. said Pepita "i
 will amuse poor missy. Poor missy yer
 ill lately.'
 "Whv do you wish to sec thls man?
 asked Camilla. when the mulattress ha
 left the apartment.
 sBecause 1 have an idea that W
 should do wrong in refusing to admi
 him. We shall see whether I am righ
 or not"
 ' Pepita ushered the sailor into her mis
 tress' presence. He was black eyet
 dark haired fellow. with complexio . that had grown copper-colored by expos
 ure to the wind and sun. He opened
 bale of silks and spread it's contents .
 the feet of the spanish girl