San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1891-03-05
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Above STORY OF MODERN DAYS
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is asking Tor you. you VIII HUI rciuSs 70
como to q man who may be dying, fer ell we
knovI Ihsye brought the carriage for you.
and inplore you not b delay, but to Gene
to him ct once
Miss Priscilla has sunk into chair, and
is quite colorless; Miss Penelope clasps her
hands.
aOh, poor Georgep she says, invslul-
tarily. Wis present danger has killed 70.
msmbrsnce Of all the angry years that stand
bstweea to-day and the time when last she
called him BY his Christian name
when did IL happen? HowT asas Mon
lea, tightening her fingers round his. and
trembling visibly.
About tsn o'clock last evening. Both
Kelly and wore with him, and . Foon.
Two shots were fired. Kelly and jumped
OF the dog-cart and gave chase, and sue
ceedsd in securing one Of then. There were
four altogether, think. We did net know
my uncle was wounded when We ral after
them, but when We came hack No fund
Murray the groom holding hin in his rms.
He IVES quite insensible left Kelly and
Murray to guard eur prisoner, and drove ny
uncle homo myself. He Is very badly hurt.
Miss Blake, turning again to Miss Priscilla,
''you will como with mep'
'Oh, yes, yes" says Miss Priscilla, family.
sand 1 shall 90 with you, my dear Pris-
ella" says Miss Penelope, heroically. Eyes,
you will want me. To find yourself face to
face with him after all these years Of
estrangement and in 50 sad state will be
distressing. 1t is well should be on tho
spot to lend You some support"
Miss Priscilla lays her hand on her arm.
II think shall 60 alone, Penelope" she
says, faltering. For one moment Miss Pene-
lOpo Is . little surprised, and then in anoth-
or moment she is not surprised at all. But
believe in her heart she is good deal dis
appointed; there is . flavor of romance and
excitement about this expedition she would
gladly have tasted.
"Well, perhaps Il viii BE- better So" sho
says, amiably. II am glad he has sent for
you. He will b the easier for your for
giveness, though he cannot obtain hers,
now. Como up stairs you should not keep
Mr.. Desmond waiting" There Is kindly
light In her eyes g she glances at the young
man. And then she takes Miss Priscilla
away 10 her room, and helps her carefully
with her toilet. and accepts the situation .
. matter Of course, though In her secret soul
she IL filled with amasemsnt ct The Dos
mond's sending for Miss Priseilla even
though lying 1t dsaaA's door.
And indeed when Ne old nan had turned
b Brian and sshsd him - bring Miss Blake
to Coole Brian himself had hnswl surprise
too. and some niegivinss Was ~ going To
make her swear never - give her osassat b
his (Bhal's) marriage with her Aisoes q
was he gsing - make open confession q
that dishonorable action which caused Miss
Blake's pretty stspeistsr b suffer dire
&ibulation, according 70 the goesips rssld.
Il should like 10 - Priscilla Blake TIC
old Squire had said, In Q low whisper, his
nephew leaning over him 10 catch the
wOrdA and then he had nuttsreA ssme.
thing about ''old friends and forgiveness"
that had not 80 easily been understood.
you shall Sc her." the younger MAJ
says, tenderly. III 20 for her myself I
am sure she went refuse 10 come"
"RefuseP' There il something In tho
SQuire's whisper that puzzles Brian.
Il am certain she will not" no repeats
mechanically, whilst trying b translate ii.
But the look has faded from the old mans
face, and his tone Is different, whom he
speaks again.
IF she Is afraid to come" he says, gener-
ously, having evidently settled some knotty
point Of inward discussion to his entire salts
faction, tell her from me thatI am ready and
willing to forgive all"
you mean you are anxious to obtain her
forgiveness" says Brian, with the kindly In
tention of assisting the old mans wander
ing imagination.
''Ehp" says the Squire, sharply. What
dye mean, Brians Speak, lad, when de-
sire you"
Look here, Georgei If you excite your
self like this you know what the conse-
quences will be-" says Brian, sharply in his
turn. II only meant that as you-er-jilted
their step-sister, supposed you were anx-
iOus to obtain their pardon, now you feel
yourself pretty low. But I'd advise you TO
wait and see about that when you have re-
covered your strength little"
And you believed that old story toop
says tho poor Squire, forlornly. Il didn't
jilt her at all, Brian. 10 tcds che fitted neP'
"Whdt" says Brian, turning to SEQ if tho
bullet had touched his brain instead Of his
ribs.
'sTis true. tell you, that girl broke my
heart. She was the prettiest creature I ever
saw, with soft doves eyes, and a heavenly
smile, and no more heart than that" strik-
ing the post of the old-fashioned bedstead
with his uninjured arm. II gave myself up
to her, worshipped the very ground she
walked on, and within fortnight Of our
wedding she calmly wrote to tell Ne she
could not marry meP
Sewing reason"
mo. Even she, / presume, could not
summon sufficient courage to tell the wretch
she had deluded of her love for another.
She gave me no reason. She entTcatod me,
however, 10 keep silence about the real au-
thor of the breach between ps-thst Il her,
self. Twas to be the one to break Of our
engagement l was to bear all the blamcI
She implored me to conceal her share In il,
and finally demanded of me, as last favor,