New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1893-07-30

too late"
But she was sure that he loved her. She was
sure of that. Then how could it be too late
Could it be that Herr Salome sprang away.
Moore rose quickly TO his feet :,
What cried the girl, /" Is it Portia NunaIiy
"Yes," said Moore.
"Oh.7
Having uttered that cry Salomes lips closed as
if il could not be worth while 10 open them again
She pic>cd up her hat from the thick carpet Vi
nine needles upon which she had thrown It, AS
she did so she thought that those needles wouid
be n good place upon which to lay herself down
Would il not be pleasant thing to do to lie there
until she died? OF course she should die IN
| very little while Her mother would he very
sorry: her mother would miss her as long as she
lived.
Salomc turned to her companion.
81 will 90 home now she said.
She rlaced her hat on her head. She drew her
hands across her face if she were smoothing
away something She ccsId not be grateful
enough that she was calm
She began to walk onward quickly. Moore
| kept by her side. They had gone only few rods
when il seemed if fire suddenly flashed through
Saloinc's brain. But her face kept its pale INT
| Only her eyes were red. She was not calm any
longer. Perhaps she had not been calm at all.
|
She pronounced the name with such an accent
| that the very air seemed TO GirlIi "lth IT, ii'c"
she laughed as she went on
| at was very stupid, wasn't !, to write TO you
| As YOU say a man-and perhaps woman also
gives up hope after while. A man tries to for
Get suffering. That's the way to do. 1t was so
| worry stunid of me TO write to YOU And how
strange that I had forgotten Miss Nunay! /
| did not forget her for IA long time. She is not
| q woman to be forgotten. But when knew that
| she had gone to Europe with Mrs. Darrah did
| forget her. / thought that she was occupying
herself with other plans. Oh Mr.. Moore, you
see how silly have BEEN"
Salomc pulled a little silver watch from her
belt and looked down at it, wondering as she ala
so why her eyes burned in that way.
"Mr. Moore, what time does your train go =
she asked.
There was no answer. Moore was striding on
with his head bent lie was asking himself in
cessanty one question:
"Why didn't wait Why didn't waltz
Then he told himself furiously that it was per-
fccty natural that he should not have waited
any longer without shadow OF hope. snt since
he loved Salomc, why marry at all II he coulo
not marry her?
But il was perfectly natural, perfectly natural
with violent insistancc in his own mlnd-that ne
shoud seek for some consolation. If he had ever
thought himself TO be different from other men,
he could now assure himself that he was precisely
like the ordinary human being.
Does your train start soon, Mr.. Moore'"
A. Salome repeated this question the young man
turned toward her.
He WAS feeling that he must find some terrible
words TO throw from him like missiles. If hr
could not find them how coCld he speak what
an accurscd imbcce he had been in that he had
obcyed this girl and kept away from herr FOR
freak she had forbidden him to come. Now
freak had made her write TO him that she had
changed her mind. OF course she had changed
her mind And changed it too late.
Il don't know when my train starts" he AT
last made answer TO her question. Are you III
a hurry for me TO 60
"Yes."
She stoned in her walk Her hands were
pressed on her chest in the gesture sc had learned
when she was subject 10 that painful oppression
there.
Didn't Miss Nunally 60 to Europe?" she asked
She looked like one who is impelled to press
knife into wound
AYES. she WENT was the answer.
but she did not stay" went on Salome.
mo; she did not stay
"You have seen her often p
"Ycs-
brief space. She began again, " ] knew that she
loved YOU. At least, felt sure Of it."
There was no response from Moore He also
had stopped in his walk. lie stood looking at his
Communion. lie heard but vaguely the name of
Miss Nunally. lie was trying TO overcome his
tempcstuous and unreasoning anger-hs anger at
fate, at God, at tie whole universe. Why should |
no be made TO suffer so? What had he done that |
this agony should be inflicted upon him?
Mrs Darrah has written to me few times, |
said Salomc "She said that Portia had engaged |
herself 70 man over there in London-to man |
who was greatly in love with her, and who was |
rich"
YES said Moore. in tho same short way.
at did not last them" questioned Salome
No it did not last"
Salome was concentrating herself that she |
could syea, consecutive sentences But she wished
that her eyes did not burn So Since Moore wa,
going TO marry Portia, of course it was natural
that she should show some interest. But she
wished that Moore would go. At a. moment 1t
might happen that she would lose the power to
speak consecutive sentences. And when that time
came she would rather he alone. She did not
understand why she shorld for a breath feel that
she could not endure the excitement upon her,
and then should think she was calm. But she
felt that Moore ought TO go.
She glanced up at him. She was aware immc-
diatey that she was saying
perhaps you are already married? ?"
She thought it would be something Of a relief
if he should say yes TO that question.
NO: but it is the same thing 30 far as honor
is concerned. / am to be married next week.
Next Tuesday evening at half,past o'clock.
Just four days from now. What lucky thing
it was that you should send me that note, Salome
Docs Porta know l sent it ?'
"No"
Then don't why it cannot be the same
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