San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1891-03-06

of your danger last night seemed to grow
cold and dead with fear; and then when the
minutes slipped by, and still you never came
to me, began to picture you as cold and
dead. and then-Ahr' she clings still
closer to him, and her voice fails her. 81
never knew" she whispers, brokenly, show
well loved you until so nearly lost you.
! could not live without you now"
"Nor shall you" returns be, straining her
to his heart with passionate tenderness.
my life is yours to do what you will with
it. And somehow ell day long knew (and
was happy in the knS'Rledge, forgive me
that that you were lonely for want of me;
but could not come to you, my soul, until
this very moment. Yet, believe me, suffer
ed more than you during our long separa-
ton" Of any one laughs here, it will prove
he has never been in love, and so Is an OBJ
ject of pity. This should check untimely
mirth.)
''You felt it long, too, thenP' says Monica,
hopefully. ...... 49,
r "How can you ask me that? Your darling
race was never once out Of my mind, and
yet could not come to you. had so many
Wings to do, so many people to see, and the
poor old fellow was so ill. But have we not
cause to be thankful?-at last the breach be-
tween our houses is healed, and we may tell
all the world of our love-"
You should have heard Aunt Priscilla,
how she talked of you when she came back
to-day from Coole," says Monica, in little
fervent glow of enthusiasm. ut was beau
tiful! You know she must have understood
you all along to be able to say the truth of
you so well. She said so much in your ia
vor that she satisfied even me-"
She says this with such agraceful ndiUete,
and such an utter belief in his superiority to
the vast majority of men, that Mr.. Desmond
does we'll to feel the pride that surges in his
heart. ....a
II really think she has fallen in love with
you," says Miss Beresford, at the last, with
little gay laugh.
Perhaps that is why she refused the
Squire" says Brian; and then he basely be-
trays trust, by telling her al thas tale OF the
late wooing of Mics Priscilla and its result
which awakens In the breast Of Sat sncies.
lady's niece mirth as undutiful as it pro-
longed.
And what were you doing all day?" she
says, when it has somewhat subsidized.
Trying to keep my uncle-did tell you
he has fallen in love with your photograph?
from talking himself into brain-fever,
and was swearing hard, and
"Bridn."
.sOnly informations, darlingl And 1
wouldn't have done that either, only l had
to. They made me. Lay the blame on
they 1t wasn't my fault, indeed. If had
thought for moment you had the slightest
objection to that sort Of"
''Nonsensel don't be silly; go on" says
Miss Beresford, austerely.
"Well, then, listened patiently to good
deal Of raving from Kelly on the subject of
Hernia Herrick. don't suppose should
have exhibited as much patience rs l did,
but for the fact that Twas waiting on George
my uncle-at the time, and couldn't get
away. And after that listened with even
more patience to q perfect farragO Of nom
sense from our sub-inspector about the
would-be assassin we have caught, and his
fellows; and, besides all this, l thought of
uou every moment since last l saw you"
"Epery moment. Not one neglected.
asks she, smiling.
"Tll swear to that too, if you like. I'm in
good practice now
mo, no." hastily. II can believe you
without that"
Ibid you hear about your Ryder asks
Desmond, suddenly.
81 disclaim the possession" says Monica.
"But what of him?"
..He has been ordered, with his regiment,
to Egypt, to fight Arab, where hope he
will be shot. And the Seth are coming in
his place"
SIS it shocking to say the seth are coming
to ClOnbree"
mo, but what you said about Mr.. Ryde."
I thew
don't knock the life they will knock the con-
will that do?"
Every badly. He was horrid man in
many ways, but he did you no harm"
"He dared to look at you"
"The cat may look at the king"
''But the cat may not look at my queen.
So now, madame, what have you to Say?'
"Well, never mind then; tell me about
Hernia. So Mr. Kelly is engaged to herr"
Eyes He has just discovered her to be
the most superior as well as the lOvelieSt
woman upon earth. He told me so. ven
tured mildly but firmly to differ with him
and enter protest on your behalf, but he
wouldn't hear of it. In his opinion you are
nowhere beside the majestic Hernia"
Il know that lie is right" says Monica,
meekly. But there is repr0achful queS-
ton in her eyes, as she says it, that contra
diets the meekness.
HE is not" says Desmond, with loving
Indignation, pressing her dear little head so
close against his heart that she can hear 1t
throbbing bravely and can find joy in the
thought that each separate throb is all her
own. ''The man who thinks so must be in
sane. A fig for Hernia. Where would she
be if placed beside yo,L my Helen fair be-
yond compareT'
you are prejudiced: YOU tell too aatter.sI
ing tale"
agement; but ~ .ts
words are very Is -