The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1894-02-10
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white throat She opened her
! eyes and looked ut him, and
then closed them slowly and tried
to turn away. Putting the lantern on
the ground, he lifted her gently and
, placed her on the big yellow stone.
She seemed to revive little, and once
more opened her eyes and tried to
speak, but at that instant came the
awful clang of the great bell over their
heads. She closed her eyes and shiv-
cred AS the murmurous sound died
away in ripples of tone, she put out
her hand to him.
"Help me, husband. Take me home.
That bell is killing me. / was sitting
here, waiting for you, when the fog
came up, and then didn't dare to move
till that awful bell struck. heard that
that-that girl--come out and wind it
up with horrid clankings. Why don't
you help me? Give Inc your arm. Take
me home, husband; take me home"
~ shall be glad to help you back to
the hotel"
"No-to your home. It's safer
there
"Wc can't now. Come, Madcmoiselle,
You are cold and tired"
"Oh, l remember now. Yes, / saw
vou-I saw you talking with her.
She knew you were coming to see her
and came out to meet you with the
lantern. hate her!'
at is false, julie
"Oh, / know; know. l have heard
1t all from those silly women while l
fix their habits. She is stealing you
from me. I've seen her pretty black
eyes and her curly hair. l know her.
/ know what she is and where she
came from"
Take my arm, Mademoiselle. Let
us return to the hotel"
She arose in silence and took his
arm, and they both walked along the
path, through the darkness in little
moving circle of light like an island in
| n sea of gloom.
you are right to move away. She
might heay me. All! she will hear me
some day."
you must be very careful what you
do. You might compromise us both.
If my father knew, not "a cent would
ever get. I'd starve in the street"
And If the mother knew, she would
| discover me no more"
Again the great bell changed behind
them. He felt her arm tremble at the
sound.
ooh, Royal, husband, why must it be-?
Take me home will love you again
better than she can. We were so
happy--in Paris"
She seemed quite cowed and broken
in spirit, and for moment or two he
went on in silence, thinking bitterly
of Paris and the past.
1--WE make home in New York.
grow rich very fast. None shall ever
know. We have little fat as in
Paris. to my business go every day,
you to your business, and we have our
home, and-oh, Royal, send for him. I"
"Send for whom?"
"You do not know o, husband! it
came-your SON."
She chung to him and weighed heavily
on his arm.
'It is in Paris-with my sister; you
remem ber-Jeannette. 1t is like you.
1t has your mothers eyes. / weep at
night that it does not sleep on my
breast. Tell me to send for it. Why
do you not speak? Ali you have let
fall the lantern. 1t has gone out.
Look! What is that?"
Its nothing. Don't cling to me so.
It's the light of the hotel shining
through the mist. Hush! you can
hear the music. There must be dance
tonight"
you speak of music and dance to
me! 1t is WE'LL l now understand.
Come not with me. l go back to the
hotel alone"
She moved away, hesitated, came
back and stood before him, pleading
mutely. He turned away from her to-
wal DIS the sea. The drifting fog seemed
to lift, and for an instant the sword OF
light from the tower swept over the
wet grass between them.
~ say no more. The tears are dried
out oil my eyes. see what to do"
And she was gone-lost in the damp
cold mist that again swept in from the
sea and covered him as with a shroud.
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