The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1890-05-11
CHAPTER LII.
My love has sworn with scaling kiss
With me TO iive-to die;
Ihave at last my nameless bliss
A 1 lnYn-IoYeh am ~

CdABIEh LII
MY love has sworn with scaling kiss
With me 10 iive-to die;
Ihave at last my nameless bliss
As lovo-ioved am l."
There Is pause 1t threatens to be an ever
! lasting one, as Miss Kavansgh plainly doesn't
| know what to say. He can see this what he
| cannot see is that she Is afraid OF her own
| voice. Those troublesome tears that all day
! have been SO close to her seem closer than
ever now.
"Beauolerk came down to see you to-day. ="
says he presently. This remark is so unex-
pected that 4 steadies her.
Yes" she. saws calmly enough, but without
raising the telltale eyes.
You expected him I"
No" Monosyllables alone seem possible to
her. So great is her fear that she will give way
and finally disgrace herself, that she forgets to
resent the magisterial tone he has adopted.
He asked you to marry him. however,"
There is something almost threatening in his
tone now as II he is defying her to deny his
assertion. It overwhelms her.
Yes" she says again. and for the first time
is struck by the meaRreness Of her replies.
"Well?" says Dysart. roughly. But this
time not even the desolate monosynable re-
wards the keenness Of his examination.
"Well?" says he Ggain going closer to her
against which she. too was leaning. He is so
close to her now that 1t is impossible to escape
his scrutiny. What am l to understand by
that? Tell me how you have decided" Get
ting no answer to this. either. he says i'm
patiently: Tell me. Joyce"
Il refused him" says, she at last in low
tone, and in q dull sort Of way, as If the matter
He draws b iSng breath b.rs !;
ha TN Of fIa wood work
QUITE true"
And yst.you have ,E", been ery ing no.r,.,.v
1t. Do you think, it is o pleasant thing to be
him" every one. / think m lakes it a point now.
adays not to see when one has been making
fool Of oneself; bpt you seem to take delight
Did it, he Sstsry IgPorpG A. p9'rh laps
pos So maeh To sass
It cost me nothlpGl" with sudden effort,
and 9 AZ n rem her beautiful eyes.
II have Said SO! Nothing at all. TWAS mere
nervousness, and beeause-it reminded me of
Did he see you cry2" asks Dysart tighten
ing pnconsclously his grasp upon her hand.
time e Eg f dOpS S e 6S
like to. cry. with frugal smile. INDUCED
myself very freely then, as YOU have seen"
Dysart draws a long breath OF relief 1t would
have been inloerable to him that Beaucerk
should have known OF her tears. He would
taken possession OF them as it were. They
would have, merely, helped to pamper his self
He would inevitably have placed such and such
n construction on them. one entirely to his
Il shall leave you now, with lighter heart"
are not going TO marry thu. fellow"
checking the monotoRous little tattoo 9 S she has
been playing on the bridge rail as though sud
was going, she had been told Of It by several
people. but somehow she had not believed it.
nfe a'S Ne G are Under orders for India. We
here almost Immediately"
that absurd tattoo again. but bridge, and rest
less little fingers. and sky and earth earth, and al
going and forever How faris India away?
1t is always rather hurried at last. For my
part am glad I'm going"
Mrs Monkton villa least am sure she
will-let me have q line now and then to let
was going to ask her about It this evening.
You think che 1 will be E EGEd enough"
81 suppose he hesltates. and then goes on
with an effort, II suppose 1t would be too much
to A ML Of you---
That you would sometimes write me
letter-however short"
" / am u bad correspondent says she. feel
ing All / see. ] should not have asked, OF
course ~ Yes you are right 1t was absurd my
Wien peqD,e eh@9ss to 60 away 50 far as
her voice sounds to herself long way oil.
a" They must nope 70 be forgotten. Out q
sigh out & aTe = ssSs he en- GH
denly, noting the raIIor OF tho girls face
"WhLteyer YOU wore before. you are certainly
thHd hS Bone Of ye n2T to be- out Of
&c | have this shawl says she. pointing TO the
gnf tNUlt Z ~ hu
No" says She family Go on; you give
your message TO barbara AS Tor me- shall
Whore. / am not" says no, with a bitter
a bS ueR o. Is y soaes
that i seems ever a fresh shock to me. We'll,
for all that persuadiHGiyi. " ,(Sd e. In The
leaving you behind me suffering, from q bad
cough pr something Of that kind, We have have
6 For The sake of the old friendship. don't se9d |
me adrlft with such an anxiety upon my mind"
ouT ySu really 9b b care sfy s shSs be I'm
epite of MI, | should still really care. Come"
llo makes an effort to uncIasp the small
rigidly. At first they seem to resist his gentle
pressure; and then they give way to him. She
o' Fe RXp'0h her voice is somewhat strained
someThqt harsh not at oil her own voice. " Do
You know that" returns he. sadly. II he
has felt any surprise at tho question he has not
-" No, no." says she. foverishly. That you
like me. that YOU nio fond OF me, perhaps, .
can still beIiove. But is 1t the same with YOU
!" love me S as we'll now as in those old daysi
] ust the same! Not" going nearer to him, and
Rgonlzed eyes to his Not one bit less %
~ love you a thousand times more" says he,
enters into her very soul. "WhyW He has
laid his own hand over the small nervous one
wing on his breast. aud his lace has grown
very white.
Because love you too"
She stops short here and begins to tremble
yioiantIU With a littla ghamad haart. hrokan |