Waterbury evening Democrat. [volume] (Waterbury, Conn.) 1887-1895, 1892-07-20

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SOME DOZEN YARDS AWAY FROM THE HUT
A SHADOW LURKED.
brush flashed into flame before the
draught.
''How dare you-coward"'
Low, clear, but almost in hiss, came
the words from tile pale woman.
"Hush!'' the man answered, in voice
so hollow she scarce recalled it. "Be-
tray yourself by any noise, and we both
are lost. I come"
F'Peyton Fitzhugh! leave me this in
slant, or cali the guardy' She drew
up to her full height, pointing to
the door with arm-sweep of a queen.
"Your very presence would be insult to
any Virginian woman; to me it is dis
grace!
'Listen!" the man answered, in
hoarse whisper. ''Think what you
will, but, for Gods sake, hear me.
have just left the general. He is
angered, vengeful. He knows all-your
real name, your attachment to Stuart,
your mission to the river"
"And you told him!" The scorn in her
voice was infinite. "You!"
81 come to save you," he answered,
rapidly, the great effort to be calm only
betrayed by heaving chest, and nails
that dug into his clinched hands. evil
ify, despise me as you must in thought,
but waste no time in words. You re-
member that night? Women like you
forget no more than men like me-
Then swore to serve you to the death.
Stopl l know what you would say; the
gulf between us-the shame-the hor-
ror! Oh, God! Carolyn, do not stop for
thatl You life-your honorary worth
| less life not counted-all rest on one
single instant nowl Come; you are
| freep'
Something in the strong, low-spol1en
words, will hers could not combat,
forced the girl to listen, even while she
| shuddered and shook her head. Then,
as the man eagerly, pleadingly, held out
| his hand, she drew back, her old self
once more.
''Keep bacll" she cried, with flashing
eyes. "You are lying to me!-lying for
your revenge! He who could betray his
country would not scruple to betray a
helpless woman"
A shadow of agony unspeakable
swept the mans face, and his lips
opened as if to speak. But mighty
effort closed them again; and he an
swered only with pleading gesture to
the door.
'Leave mel" the woman said, low but
imperiously. go! or call the guard!'
''Bitter, hard as you are" the mar
answered, calmly, but with laboring
breast, ''your pride will ruin all. Miss
Clay, by every memory of the past-by
the grave of my dead mother-I swear
speak the truth. In the copse yondel
stands my horse. The sentry is-power
less. An hours ride brings you t.
roads you know; sunrise sees you saft
with confederate cavalry. BY my soul
1 swear speak only truth
"And did trust you
eyes, know" he interrupted, eager
ly, almost happily. eff you do, it il
not that you hate-despise me less, bu
that you must use such vile means for
the cause! VII you Gomez
Again he extended his hand, entreat
ing. Again the woman drew bacl
with shudder.
'Oh, God! Dare I trust this man?
burst from her lips in half Sob
"You cam" he whispered, eagerly
"You can trust me as you could Evan
for your Oicn salxe-for your cause-fo
little Fairfaxv'
"You know" She stared at him
Eyes. / know" He hesitated an il
slant, adding, almost fiercely: "It is tn
: spy's business-the trait0r's-to kno7
all. Poor little Fairfax!''-again hi
voice softened to infinite tenderness
she will die-you will murder him-u1
less you use these means to save. A
hours ride, and You are free, sal
among friends"
J With something like asob he finished
raising his hand to push the damp ha
back from his forehead. The embel
fickered into blaze again, THROWN
full light upon his face, and the woman
--hesitant till then-again drew bacl
shuddering.
can omen!" she cried. '"That scar
Gains brand upon your forehead-war1
me not to trust the traitor!"
> He stared at her wondering.
"Hypocriter' she answered to Il
look, ST too know all-the swift CO.
federate brand upon you-Capt. Char
3, toms bullet Marked
n 'Charlton!''
l. A great amaze made his face blair
le one instant. Then the name passed
!, lips, low, vengeful as curse. II
ID breast rose and fell, as he dashed h
* hat to his head, stridtng one step t
wards her..