Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1891-05-24

eae0 looked INTO the OI06r : eyes
81 have come to undo what l have done,
Unorna said, not waiting for the cold in
ouiry which she knew would come if sht
were silent
That will be hard, indeed" Beatrict
answered.
eyes. 1t is very hard. Make it still
harder if YOU can, could still do it''
"And do you think Will believe you ol
trust you?" asked the dark woman.
Il know that you will, when you know
how have loved him.t
'sHave you come here to tell me of your
love?"
''Yes. And when have told you, you
viii forgive me-"
I am no saint" said Beatrice, coldly.
81 do not find forgiveness in such abundance
as you need"
"You will find it for me- You are not
bad, as l am, but you can understand what
have done, nevertheless, for you know what
YOU yourself would do for the sake of him
We love. No-do not be angry with me yet
i love him and tell you so-that you
may understand"
AT that price, I would rather not have
the understanding. L do not care to hear
yCu say it. 1t is not good to hear
yet, if. did not love him as do,
should not be here, of my own free will, to
take yOI to him. 1 came for that"
~ do not believe you," Beatrice an.
swered, in tones like ice.
And yet you will, and very soon.
Whether you forgive or not-that is another
matter. l cannot ask it. God knows how
mach easier it would have been to die than
TO come here. But if 1 were dead, you
might never have found him, nor he you,
though you are so very near together. Do
YOU think it is easier for me to come to you,
whom he loves, than 1t is for you to hear me
say 1 love him, when / come to give him to
you? If you had found it all, not as it is,
but othervise-if YOU had found that in
these years he had known me and loved me,
as he once loved you, if he turned from
you coldly and bid you forget him, because
he would be happy with me, and because he
had utterly forgotten you-would 1t be easy
fer you to give him up?"
"He loved me then-he loves me still, +"
Beatrice said. SIT is another case
"a much more bitter case. Even then
you would have the memory of his love,
which 1 can never have-in true reality,
though 1 have much to remember in his
dreams of you"
Beatrice started a little, and her brow
grew dark and angry.
Then you have tried to get what was not
yours, by your bad powers" she cried.
''And you have made him sleep-and dream
-what?''
''Of YOU"
"And he talked of lover"
''Of love for you"
''To vou?'
f'To me-
"And dreamed that you were I? That,
too?"
THAT was you"
"Is there more to tell?" Beatrice
asked, growing white. "He kissed you in
that dream of his-do not tell me he did
that-no, tell me-tell me allr'
"He kissed the thing he saw, believing
the lips yours"
'More-more-it is not done yet? Can't
you sting again? What else?''
"Nothing-Save that last night i tried to
kill you, body and SOUL
"And why did you not kill me?"
''Because you awoke. Then the nun
saved you. If she had not come, you would
have slept again, and slept forever. And /
would have let his dream last, and made it
last-for him, should have been the only
Beatrice" I"
'TYou have done all this-and you ask me
to forgive you?"
81 ask nothing. If you will not go to
him, will bring him to you"
Beatrice turned away and walked across
the room.
Loved her, 'she said aloud, "and talked to
her of love, and kissed" She stopped
suddenly. Then she came back again with
swift steps and grasped Unorna's arm
fiercely.
Tell me more still-this dream has lasted
long-you are man and wife!"
1--WE might have been. he would still
have thought me you, for months and years.
de would have had me take from his finger
that ring you put there. 1 tried-I tell you
the whole truth-but I could not. 1 saw
you there beside me and you held me back
/ broke away and left him.
Left him of your free will?"
'I could not lie again. 1t was too much.
Ee would have broken great promise, if I
had stayed. l love him-so left him"
''Is all this true?"
every word.
'Swear it to me'
GLOW can 1? By what shall swear to
you? Heaven itself would laugh at any
oath Of mine. With my life will answer
for every word. With my soul-no-it is
not mine to answer with. Will you have
my life? My last breath shall tell you that
tell the truth The dying do not lie
''You tell me that you love that man.
You tell me that you made him think in
dreams that he loved you. You tell me
that you might be man and wife. And you
ask me to believe that you turned back from
such happiness as would make an angel sin?
If you had done this-but it is not possible
no woman could! His words in your ear,
and yet turn back? His lips on yours, and
leave him? Who could do that?"
'One who loves him"