Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-01-12

could not she who held his hand learn to
reach his heart? And to whom
would that hand have been given,
the hand and all that went with it? What
woman would this shy Welsh hermit, with
out friends or relations, have ever been
thrown in with except herself Elizabeth
who loved him as muchIas she could love
anybody, which, perhaps, was not very
much; who, at any rate, desired sorely to be
his wife. Would not all this have come
about if she had never seen that eyelid trem-
BILE and that slight culver run up her sisters
limbs? 1t would-she knew 1t would.
Elizabeth thought of it as for moment
she stood in the passage, and cold, hungry
light came into her neutral-tinted eyes and
shone upon her pale face. But she choked
back the thought; she was not wicked enough
to wish that her sister had not been brought
back to life. She only speculated on what
might have happened ii this had come about,
Just as one works out game of chess from
given hypothetical situation OF the pieces.
Perhaps, too, the same end might be gained
in some other way. Perhaps Mr.. Davies
might still be weaned from his infatuation.
The wall was difficult, but it would have to
be very difficult if she could not lind way
to climb it. 1t never occurred to her that
there might be an open gate. She could not
conceive it possible that woman might pos
itiVely reject Owen Davies and his seven or
ten thousand year, and that woman per-
son in an unsatisfactory and uncongenial,
almost in a menial position. Reject Bryn-
gelly Castle, with all its luxury and oppor-
tunities of wealth and leisure? No, the sun
would set in the east before such thing
happened. The plan was to prevent the oc-
casion from arising. The hungry light died
Il haf1 ch IN
enter the sick room, when suddenly she met
her father coming out.
"Who was that at the front?' he asked,
carefully closing the door.
''Mr. Davies. of Bryngelly Castle,
father?"
"And what did Mr.. Davies want at this
time of night? To know about Beatrice?"
"Yes," she answered slowly, che came to
ask after Beatrice, or, to be more correct,
he has been waiting outside for three hours
in the rain to learn if she recovered"
'Waiting outside three hours in the
rain," said the clergyman, astonished-
esquire Davies standing outside the house!
What for?"
'Because he was so anxious about Bea-
trice, and did not like to come in sup
pose"
80 anxious about Beatrice-ah, so anx-
iOus about Beatrice! do you think, Eliza
beth-um-you know there is no doubt Bea-
trice is very well favored-very handsome,
they say
''I don't think anything about it, father"
she answered, "and aS for Beatrice's looks,
they are matter of opinion. have mine,
And now don't you think we had better 60
to bed? The doctors and Betty are going to
stop up all night with Mr.. Bingham and
Beatrice"
''Yes, Elizabeth. suppose that we had
better go. I am sure we have much to be
thankful for tonight. What merciful de-
Iiverancel And if poor Beatrice had gone
the parish must have found another school
mistress. and that would have meant that
we lost the salary. We have great deal to
be thankful for, Elizabeth"
Eyes" said Elizabeth, very deliberately,
eve have"
(To be continued hert SundGy.)