San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1891-12-19

anything OF the gifts she possessed,
and KeyOrk was wise enough to
see that the exercise of them depend
ed in a great measure upon her own
conviction regar ding their exceptional
nature.
Unorna herself believed in every
thing which strengthened and de-
veIopei that conviction, and especial
ly in the influences OF time and place.
And to this end everything was in her
favor. She needed not to close her
eyes to fancy that so days had not
really passed between then and now,
as she left the house in the afternoon
with the Wanderer by her side.
He had come back, and had found
her once more herself, calm, collected,
conscious of her own powers. No
suspicion Of the real cause OF the dis
turbance he had witnessed crossed his
mind; still less could he guess what
thing she meditated as she directed
their walk toward that lonely place
by the river which had been the scene
of her first great effort. She talked
lightly as they went and he, in that
strange humor of peaceful, well-satis-
fled Indifference which possessed him,
answered her in the same strain.
DThey came out upon the open place
by the river which she remembered
so well. Unorna glanced about her.
and her face fell. The place was the
same, but the solitude was disturbed.
1t was not Sunday, as it had been on
that day month ago. All about the
huge blocks of stone groups of work
men were busy with great chisels and
heavy hammers, hewing and chipping
and fashionipg the material that it
might be ready for use in the early
spring,
They turned in a new direction,
Unorna guiding her companion by a
gesture. They were near to the jew
!sh quarter, and presently were tread
fng their way through narrow and
filthy streets thronged with eager"
Hebrew faces, and filled with the hum
| Of low-pitched voices chattering to-
gether, not in the language OF the
! country, but in base dialect of Ger
man.
Unorna gathered her furs more
closely about her, in evident disgust
at her surroundings, but still she kept
on her way, her companion wonder
ing what made her choose to
walk that way. Then he saw that
she was going toward the ceme-
terry. They reached the door, were
| admitted, and found themselves alone
in the vast wilderness. The stiffness
! in the place is intense. Not a
murmur of distant life from
the surrounding city disturbs
the silence. As she reached the hi GU gu
est point Unorna stood still, turned
| quickly toward the Wanderer, and
held out both her hands toward him. \
II have chos N this place because
| it is quiet she said, with a soft
smile.
Hardly knowing why he did so, he
laid his hands in hers and looked at
her, and saw for the hundredth time
that she was very beautiful There
was faint color in her cheeks, and
her full lips were just parted as
though a loving word had escaped
them which she would not willingly
recall. Against the background of
broken neutral tints her figure stood
out, an incarnation of youth and
vitality. If she had often looked
weary and pale of late. her strength
and freshness had returned to her now
in all their abundance. The Wander
err knew that he was watching her,
and knew that he was thinking of her
beauty and realizing the whole extent
of it more fully than ever before, but
beyond this point his thoughts could
not 60.
Looking into her sunlike eyes, he
saw there twin images of himself that
drew him softly and surely into them
selves until he was absorbed by them,
and felt that he was no longer a reali-
ty, but a reflection. Then a deep I'M
consciousness stole over all his senses
and he slept, or passed into that state
which seems to lie between sleep and
trance. ~s4 >
Un0rna needed not to question him
this time, for she saw that he was
completely under her influence. Yet
she hesitated at the supreme moment,
and then, though to all real intents
she was quite alone. a burning flush
of shame rose to her face, and her
heart sank within her. She felt that
she could not do it. ...
She dropped his hands. They fell
to his side as though they had been
OF lead. Then she turned from him
and pressed her aching forehead
against a tall, weatherworn stone
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