Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1891-12-24
CRUEL
THE CRAVE,
The Secret of DunraYen
Castle.
BY ANNIE ASHMORE,
Author Of 'Faithhll Margaret" Etc. Etc
CHAPTER vu.-continued.


She rose. deeIly agitated. quite IN
conscious Of the beseeehing expression
of her proud eyes. and o ly feeling that
she light betray her thrilling hope and
fear L less she changed her position.
still holding her hand, he rose with
her. and spoke On with imperious urgen-
cy. Speak; do you grant my request
or must l take my oWn?"
A stiD ed sob came from her very
heart; she could not comprehend him.
"The-the name?" she stammered
What is it?"
@N haiti YOU do not guess?" cried he,
with fierce DISQUALIFICATION a ance
of satanic mirth crossed his pale, anx-
ioLs face. She tore her hand from him
in a wild revu sion of shame and wrath
show should 1 guess the new object OF
your vagrant fancy?" demanded she,
disdainfully.
mo, no; this is no fancy" exclaimed
Acerin gton, forgetting every lesser emo
ton in his fervor, -this is the best love
of my life; 1 grew nobler merely by
musing on her; she is my peace, my
happiness; without her l can never be
mplete-my golden-tressed Aurorai"
~Her name?" breated Mrs. Dellamere
with b .oodiess lips and dilated eyes, like
one fascinated by terror.
-Oh, true, you cain formal an
AOuAIEMC4ls 5dAQ ACN4An6 lOIs LCCONGL-
ing himself a love your daughter Love-
day. dear madam, and crave her for my
wife"
The tide of Mrs Deliamere's feelings
reached its highest point of horror.
my daughter your wfe!" she ex-
claimed bitterly. with a recoiling gest-
ure. Il shall never CONSENT Such a
union woulA be abhorrent to every nat
ural instinct"
you refuse!" said Accrington with
flashing eyes. as the past. which 1
have outlived, so sweet to you that it
renders such union unnatural?"
But he could not goad her into consent
thus; it was her chi.d's happiness she
was defending-she could suffer humili-
ating taunts for her sake.
ait is impossible or that and every
ground" sad she, her voice shaken
with passionate repugnance. @You are
falsenesses in your life that even 1 have
seen. You cannot have my daughter.
Also, her heart is engaged"
She shook of grasping hand from
her cashmeres, and FASTENED away.
But not far; before she ha taken a
half dozen steps he was by her, look
ing into fer face with a laughing devil
in each of his eyes.
There can be but one explanation of
this resistance, said he. You love me
yeti"
She stood looking up at him, her eyes
flashing with fierce scorn; her hands
locked together to crush down the wild
forces within her which threatened to
leap out in some vengeful act
"lou are a craven" she said, with
something grating in her sweet tones
ali my heart could still cling to a man
like you 1 should tear it from my breast.
Y,u are false, 1 shrink from you,
despise yon; is that love?
She waited a moment, with glowing
eyes fastened upon him, for any reply
he m. ght venture to make, but as he
made none, only gnawed his lip in
speeches. humiliation, turned uick-
ly, and passed from his view with her
own silent, swe ng gra. E.
lie returned u the fountain and
threw himself once IN re upon The stone
seat with muttered mailed ct on.
He had not believed she could defy
him; he had not prepared him-eif for
the open hibitiun of her orn.
Conscious of his powers of manage
ment. he had bought TO manipulate
Mrs. De.lamere through her wounded
pride until she would gil g him her con-
sen to win L veday to ave rse.f from
the uspicion Of loving him yet.
She had laughed him to corn, and
ne was WI uCIdOlG " Tic cndllb VI Bb-
ing scorned. He began to fear and
hate her
Many thoughts passed through his
busy brain. lie recalled his various
loves, and how sincere each hal been in
its time H.w much this pr I'D. impe ial
beau y, Laura, had been to him in her
dayi how sweet and warm had been
that early love! and how he had suf
fered when she cast him aside for a
richer mate!
Ali she deserved TO suffer in her turn;
he should not spare her.
Then a wild memory of Engelonde
Inchcape few like a red-hot DO t
through his soul, her ma estic purity.
her unsullied fidelity, and her bitter
fate.
tie clenehed his hand and drove the
blighting thought away with heartfelt
imp ecat on.
Then stole the image of Loveday Del
lamere upon him, tender, softly; no
shadow of mOrtiicati.n or remorse
blurred that mem Try; he unused upon
her dawn-like youth and innocence, her
sunny beauty, which rad ated pure 10y.
and he craved for her with passionate
intensity as the wret-hed crave for hap
pine
Then he reviewed the resistance just
offered to his desire, and laughed sar-
donically.
He would brush aide this opposing
will as if it were a cobweb across his
path, let who might suffer.