San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1891-01-05

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him, beyond him, in his place she was
seeing another figure, which she never
hoped to behold again Gin reality. Oh,
the perversity of human affairs! The
goodness that we meet with is not the
goodness that we want; the evil that
happens to us is not the punishment of
our evil.
Wallie glanced at her through the
smoke of his cigarette with a sympa-
thetic interest, half sad, half humorous.
The heavy fur lined cloak that she wore
was thrown back on the chair; her head
leaned backward, showing the white
throat; her richly made, close fitting
black dress revealed the 1.-the beauty of
her figure; there was soft dimness
about her eyes: little strand of bright
hair had strayed across her forehead.
How mournful she looked! How easily
she might be happy! How gladly he
would make her so! But those who have
the good will have not the power, and
those who have the power Il hope
to gracious" exclaimed Wallie to him
self, ''that he is suffering the torments
of the damned! may have been fool
in my time, but nothing should ever
have made me turn my back on wo-
man like THAR And he reseated him
self with resentful vehemence that
drew a creaking remonstrance from his
armchair.
'Do you think, Miss Randolph" he
asked, .'that the time would ever come
when you would prefer the consolation
to the-thing it consoled you for?"
ga consolation is only--a consolation"
she replied, with a little smile. But
you must not think that l am-was
meaning anything except in general
way. should only find it more tire
some than usual to have nothing to do
now that know what it is to do some
thing"
Speaking in general way, however,
don't you think it would be unwise
to seek consolation as such until one
was quite certain, beyond the possibility
Of {. doubt, that consolation was the
thing one needed
.Oh, of course there can be no Doubt"
she answered. But there was in her
tone, and in the sudden, inquiring ex-
pansion of her eyes, a feeling less of con-
viction than of misgiying and suspense,
as If the earnest emphasis with which he
had spoken had led her to suspect that
he might know something of great mo-
ment to her. He had no such knowl-
edge, but he had a strong persuasion
Il, hn nf I'm
that might be set right; and he per-
ceived that the time was now come
when he might speak to her openly on
the subject which had all along been in
both their minds. But as he opened his
mouth to do so there was a knock at the
door, and the servant came in with a
letter.
"The messenger boys waiting, SIR"
he said, ''and wants to know if there's
an answer.
"Tell him." said Wallie sternly, ''to
go to- He stopped. The handwriting
on the envelope had caught his eye. eff
you will excuse me| he said, glancing
st his visitor, while he tore the letter
open. He took in it's contents with a
look. mo answer-rll answer it in
person" he said to the servant, who with
drew.
Miss Randolph" said Wallie, stand
ing in front of her with the letter in his
hand, and peculiar smile on his face,
"this is from friend of mire whom you
know. There's nothing in it that you
may not see; will you read itr'
She took the letter, saw the signature,
let her hand fall to her lap for mo-
ment, then lifted it again and read as
| follows:
DEAR WALLET returned this morning. In
| Ireland met a young fellow named Randolph,
| with a lady who turned out to be Mile Mariana.
| didn't know what to think, but came on at once
| in order to warn her namesake here. Al the
| hotel | found Randolph and his father. IL APP
pears that the former and Mariana had arrived n
| few hours before me on another steamer. Our
| Mariana went out this morning, no one knows
where From something happened 10 hear old
Randolph say 70 his son begin 30 suspect have
made an astonishing and wicked blundsr. 1 will
| explain when see you, which most be at once.
| The two ladies must NOT meet at present, il We
| can help it, II you get this in time meet me here
| q. O'Clock. G. BRLLLNGHAh.
"Shall we so TO the hotel together
said Wallie. when she had read the let
ter.
''No. / cannot see him. Oh, my broth
err she pressed her hands over her face,
and bent her head down on the arm Of
the chair.
II think" said Wallie gently, after a
pause, that Mrs. DiRsmore has just
come in. l know she'll want you to stay
to lunch. Shall tell her you're hereT'
l. 'Let me GO to her." said Beatrix, ris
ing suddenly and moving bhndly toward
the door. While drew her arm beneath