Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-10-12

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But instantly she had pulled off her
gloves, and with busy fingers uuclasped the
necklace; then she touched it with her lips,
and placed the whole of the warm and
scented treasure in his hand.
81 only wanted one of the beads, Maisrie,"
said he with something of shamefscedness.
''Take it, Vincent-I have not many
things to give" she said, simply.
"Then-then would you wear something
if gave it to you2" he asked.
"oh, yes, If you would like that, she an
Ewered at once.
''0h, we'll, must try to get something
nice-something appropriate" said he. ''1
wonder if Brighton jeweler could make
me q small white dove in ivory or mother
of-pearl that you could wear just as If it had
alighted on your breast-a pin, you know,
1or your neck-and the pin could be made of
row of rubies or sapphires-whilet the dove
itself would be white"
but, Vincent" said she, doubtingIy, ''if
I were to wear that?"
"what would it mean? Is that what you
ask? Shall tell you, Maisrie? It would
mean a betrothal!''
She shraDk back
Mono" she said. "No-I could not
wear thatr
''Oh, are you frightened by word?" said
he, cheerfully. Every well-very well-it
shan't mean anything of the kindi 1t will
only serve to remind you of a morning on
which you and l went for little stroll down
q breakwater at Brighton, when the Bright
on people were SO kind as to leave it all to
ourselves. Nothing more than that, Mais-
riei-if you wish it. Only you must wear
the little white dove-as an emblem of peace
and goodwlll-and a messenger bringing
you good news-and q lot of things like
that, that I'm too stupid to put into words.
For this is a morning not to be forgotten by
either of us, all our lives long, I hope. You
think you have not said snything?-then
you shouldn't have such tell-tale eyes,
MaisrleI And 1 believe them. don't be-
lieve you when you talk about vague impos-
sibilities. Well, 1 suppose must let you
60; and 1 suppose we cannot say goodbye
out here in the open"
But you are coming, too, Vineent-a
little way?''
''As far as ever you will allow me-" said
he. Till the end of life, If you Hke-snd
as I nope"
Rut that was looking too far ahead in the
present circumstances
w hat are you going to do to-day, Mais-
rle?' he asked, as they were leaving the
bre2kwater and making up for the Marine
Parade, On, iorgoti you are going out
walking at IL.
She blushed slightly.
mo, Vincent thi ak shall remain at
home"
"on a morning like this?-impossible
Mhy, you must go out in the sunlight.
Sunlight is rare in December"
Then she said, with some little embarrRss-
ment, II do not wish to yex you any more,
Vincent. If 1 went out with grandfather,
we should meet Mr.. Clover
Mr.. Glover?" he said, interrupting her.
dearest MaisrIe, don't mind ii you were
TO 60 walking with twenty Mr.. Glovers-I
don't mind that now. 1t is the sunlight
that is of importance; it is getting you into
the sunlight that is everything. And if
Mr.. Glover asks you to 90 driving with him
In the afternoon, OF course you must go-it
Will Interest you to see the crowd and the
carriages, and it will keep you in the fresh
air. Oh, yes, if I'm along In the Kings
road this afternoon, 1 shall look out for
you; and if you should happen to see me,
then just remember that you have given me
your ssndalwood necklace, and that am
the proudest and happiest person in the
whole town of Brighton. Why, of course,
you must go out, both morning and after
noon, he continued, in his gay and gener-
Gus fashion, as they were mounting the
steps toward the upper thoroughfare. Sun
Light is just all the world, for flowers, and
pANhNy -SAHS AdOASss anu eIlulldT
and now you're away from the London fogs,
you must make the best of it. 1t is very
wise of your grandfather to lay aside his
work while the fine weather lasts. Now be
good, sensible girl, and 60 out at II
O'Clock.
"Vinceut," she said, ''if 1 do 90 with
grandfather this morning, will you come
down the town, and join us?'
"Oh, well, said he, rather hesitatingly,
I do, 49, oh - ia L.
body. But don't mistake, Maisrie: shall
be quite happy, even if 1 see you walking
up and down with the purveyor OF bad
sherry. 1t won't yeI me in the least; some
thing you told me this morning has made
me proof against all that The important
thing is that you should keep in The sun
lightl''
81 ask you to come, Vincent
'Oh, very well, certainly" said he-not
knowing what dark design was in her mind.
he was soon to discover. When he left
her in St James street, whittier she had to
go to get the morning newspapers for her
grandfather, he went back to the hotel
and to his own room, to take out
this priceless treasure of a necklace she
had bestowed on him, and to wonder how
best he could make of it a cunning tails
man that he could have near his heart
night and day. And also he set to work to
he meant to have made, with its transverse
rows of rubies or sapphlres, with its white
dove in the centre. An inscription? That
was hardly needed: there was sufficient
understanding between him and her. And
surely this was a betpthal, despite her
timid shrinking back? The avowal of that
morning had been more to him than words
during that brief moment it seemed as If
heaven shone in her eyes and as if he
could see there, as In vision, all the years
to cOme-all the years that he and she were
to be together-shlning with soft celestial
radiance. And would not this small white
dove convey its message of peace ?-when it
lay on her bosom, $50 light, SO light"
Then all of a sudden it occurred to him
why, he had been talking and walking with
an adventures begging-letter impostor, a
common swindler, and had quite forgotten
70 be on his guardl All the solemn warn
ings he had received had entirely vanished
from his mind when he was out there on the
breakwater with Maisrie Bethune. He had
looked into her eyes-and never thought of
any swindling! Had this sandal wood
necklace-Ihat waI sweet with fragrance
more than its own-that seemed to have
still some lingering warmth in it, borrowed
from its recent and secret resting place
been given him as lure? The white dove
significant of all innocence, and purity,
and peace-was that to rest on the heart of
a traitoress? Well, perhaps; but it did not
appear to concern him much, as he got his
hat and cane, and pulled on a fresh pair of
gloves and went out into the open air.
: Nay, he was in a magnanimous mood
toward all mankind. He would not even
seek to interfere with Sherry, as be mentally