The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1890-08-03

word with her.
Il did not know that you were going to
church" he said II thought that we might
have had quiet walk together. Very like
" l shall have to go away early tomorrow
morning"
"Indeed7n answered Beatrice coldly. But,
of course, you have your work to attend to.
told Elizabeth that was coming to church.
md must 60; it is zoo sultry to walk; there
S going to be Storm
At this moment Elizabeth came in.
well, Beatrice" said she, ''are you coming
to churcha Father has gone on"
Beatrice pretended not to hear and reflect
ed moment. He would go away and she
would see him no more Could she let slip
this last hour! Oh, she could not do it,
In that moment of reflection her fate was
sealed.
''No," she answered slowly II don't think
that am coming; it is too sultry to go to
church. l dare say that Mr. Bingham will
go with you"
Godfrey hastily disclaimed any such inten-
ton and Elizabeth started off alone. "Ahr'
she said to herself. II thought that you
would not come. my dear"
WELL" said Godfrey, when she had well
gone, ''shall we go outl'
81 think it is pleasanter here" answered
Beatrice.
''Oh, Beatrice, don't be 80 unkind,n he said,
feebly.
"As you like" she replied There is
fine sunset think that we shall have a
storm"
They went out, and turned up the lonely
beach. The place was utterly deserted, and
they walked little way apart and almost
without speaking. The sunset was magnifi-
cent; great flakes of golden cloud were con-
tinually driven from home of splendor in
the west towards the cold lined horizon Of
the land. The sea was still quiet, but it
moaned like thing in pain. The storm was
fast gathering.
"What lovely sunset" said Godfrey at
length.
''It is fatal sort of loveliness," she an
swered; ut will be a bad night and wet
morrow. The wind is rising; shall we turnF'
mo, Beatrice, never mind the wind. /
want to speak to you, if you will allow me to
do So"
"Yes," said Beatrice: ''what about, Mr..
Bingham?"
To make good resolutions in a matter of
this sort is comparatively easy, but the car
rying Of them out presents some difficulties.
Godfrey, conscience stricken into priggish-
ness, wished to tell her that she would do well
to marry Owen Davies, and found the matter
difficult. Meanwhile Beatrice preserved 81
lence
! ''The fact is" he said at length, 81 most
sincerely hope you will forgive me, but have
been thinking great deal about you and
your future welfare"
"That is very kind of you" said Beatrice.
with an ominous humility
This was disconcerting, but Godfrey was
determined, and he went on in a somewhat
flippant tone born of the most intense nerv-
business and hatred of his task. Never had
he loved her so well as now in this moment
when he was about to counsel her to marry
another man. And yet he persevered in his
folly. For, as so often happens, the shrewd
insight and knowledge of the world which
distinguished Godfrey as lawyer, when deal
ing in the affairs of others, quite deserted
him in. this crisis of his own life and that of
the woman who worshiped him.
"Slnce have been here,n he said, at have
had no less than three appeals made to me
on your behalf and by separate people-by
your father, who fancies that you are pining
for Owen Davies; by Owen Davies, who is
certainly pining for you; and by old Edward,
intervening as a kind Of domestic amicus
curia"
Indeed" said Beatrice in voice of ice.
FAN these three urged the same thing
the desirability of your marrying Owen Da-
vies"
Beatrice's face grew quite pale, her lips
twitched and her gray eyes flashed angrily.
COL yv ci,A caiI Sso,1 49, 4
vice to give on the subject, Mr.. Binghamr
Eyes, Beatrice, have. have thought i.
over, and L think that-forgive me again
that if you can bring yourself to it, perhaps
you had better marry him. He is not such q
bad sort of a man, and he is well off,"
They had been walking rapidly and now
they were reaching the spot known as the
''Amphitheatre, that same spot where Owen
Davies had proposed to Beatrice some seven
months before
Beatrice passed around the projecting edge
of rock, and walked some way towards the
fiat slab of stone in the center before she an
swered While she did so great and bitter
anger filed her heart. She saw, or thought
she saw, it all. Godfrey wished to be rid of
her. He had discerned an element of danger
in their intimacy and was anxious to make
that intimacy impossible by pushing her into
a distasteful marriage Suddenly she turned
and faced hirn-turned like thing at bay.
The last red rays of sunset struck upon her
lovely face, made more lovely still by its
stamp Of naughty anger; they lay upon her
heaving breast. Full in the eyes she looked
him with those wide, angry eyes of hers
never before had he seen her wear SO Imperial
"a mien. Her dignity and the power of hel
presence literally awed him, for at times Bea
trice's beauty was Of that royal stamp which
when it hides heart, is compelling force
conquering and born to conquer.
''Does it not strike you, Mr. Bingham, y she
said quietly, ''that you are taking q very
great libertyi Does it not strike you that nc
man who is not relation has any right t.
speak to a woman as you have spoken to me
that, in short, you have been guilty of what
in most people would be an impertinence
What right have you to dictate to me as t.
whom | should or should not marryl Surely
of all things in the world that is my OWL
affair"
Godfrey colored to the eyes. As would
have been the case with most men Of his class
he felt her accusation of having taken lib
erty, of having presumed upon an intimacy
more keenly than any which she could hav,
brought against him.
Forgive me-" he said humbly. II cai
only assure you that had no such intention
l only spoke-ill-judSedly, fear-because-
because felt driven to it."
Beatrice took no notice Of his words, bu
went on in the same cold voice.
s"What right have you to speak Of my af
fairs with Mr.. Davies, with an old boatmaI
or even with my fathera Had 1 wished yot
to do so should have asked you By wha
authority do you constitute yourself an in
termediary for the purpose of bringing abou
a marriage which you are so good as to con