The Sunday morning news. [volume] (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1886-1891, 1890-02-09
The days passed YEARLY.

Inc days passed YEARLY.
The condition of the woman up at the
in6rmary had not changed, and nothing
further had transpired.
1t was dead level of naonobonv--wait-
ing, waiting and May Fieiding's spirits
fell accordingly.
The weather, too, had changed to dull,
eirizxling rain, wearisome and depress-
ing, and though, as May Fielding sat in
her own room ON this eighth night after
the outrage. the downpour had ceased,
there was pitch hlackness without, and
the wind howled dismally among the
dripping boughs and over the sodden
lawns.
A fittdng accompaniment she thought
30 her oHn WEAKNESS and sorrow.
There seemed nothing to look forward
to bat the cold routine of public trial,
which, if Care's words were true, could
have but one ending--the conviction of
Guy LsEstrange and a long, terrible
term Of imprisonment.
Only one thing in all was sure--her
certain, answering love for Guy.
She was seated at the fire, which, in
spite of the time of year, she had had
lit, for she was chilled and pulseless,
when q slight noise at the window at
tracted her attention.
With nervous, startled feeling at her
heart she turned her head and waited.
Again the sound came-tap, tap, tap.
WHO is there?" she cried in a tremu-
lous voice, as she drew aside the cur
tains.
As she did so, she needed no answer;
one glance gave her that; and she start
ed back with cry of mingled joy and
fear.
For there, without, pale and ghastly,
but certainly living. was Guy LES
TRANCE.
In an instant she had opened the win
dow, and stepping out on the balcony,
was clasped to her lovers breast.
Again and again he kissed her passion
ately, and then in low, murmuring
voice he said:
May, my darling, dare not stay
here. Some one will be sure to observe
us. have escaped, and shall be pur-
sued. Have you courage to come out
and meet me at the boathouse by the
lakes"
Eyes, Guy" she said, and in dazed
way she moved as if to go at once.
No, no. said her lover, you must
put some thick wraps round you to con-
ceal this light dress. and put on hat.
! may keep you some time"
She went in at once, and in few mo
ments returned.
She had closed the French window be-
hind her as she entered, and when she
opened it again he was gone.
She was all in dark things now, and
tripping down the iron steps leading
FROM the balcony, she was soon speeding
over the wet lawn, confident that 10 one
could see her ia the darkness.
But two eyes had seen her, and watched
her going in cruel triumph-those of
Clare Raymond
May found her lover at the lighthouse,
his hat palled over his eyes, the collar of
his big ulster buttoned round his throat
so that very little of his face could be
seen.
May" be said, taking her hand in
his and looking down into her face (she
could not see his eyes in the gloom, but
she guessed how lovingly they beamed
unon lierl. al am come tonight to nut
your love 10 great test, Nay, Lear IlIa
out, for at any moment we may see the
lanterns Of the police fitting hither and
thither in search Of me. Glare has told
you all my cowardly folly and my pun
ishment. She has told you, tco, chat
am innocent Of all save that blow-that
that woman was never my wife or aught
to me-
yes, she has told me- whispered
May, nesting to him.
Thanks for your sweet trust. May.s
he said; ''but all the trust and love in
the world viii not avail me if / remain
in England. If stay here / am doon-
ed. cannot deny the blow; is-.yas wit
messed and win be sworn to, and. NAV.
bear it bravely nay love--the woman is
dead. The charge against me now is
osae Of murder"
AS his strong arm held her, he felt
how she shuddered, and he bent and
kissed her.
Il am leaving this place tonight" he
said. Tomorrow must be en- the ssa.
Never more can set feet IN England.
We must part, dear one, this night for
aver, anless7---
WHAT" cried May, turning her star
tied face to his.
Unless, my own, ray darling" he
cried, holding her passionately to him.
unless You win fly with me. We shall
rot want for money; ] will secure all
that. If your love is as great as mine,
my sweet, there win be no craving to re-
turn hitler providing we are toexther. +"
May made no reply, but nestlatl 10 him
more closely, eobbing wildly on his
breast.
DO not let me take you from your
home, dear" lis continued. to share
my drshonored name. il one thought, one
doubt, binds you to England; but refiiorla.
Der, May, II we part nov il is forever. .
81 viii 90, Guy, she whispered. "EIow
can ycis doubt me- You Are my Ine--
s.4.s aIlzts