Greenbrier independent. [volume] (Lewisburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1859-1980, 1895-09-19

! but you peileve IN me, you love me.
want to stay with you. Oh. Gil.
bort, suppose things don't turn out
as we hopeW
1--WE won't suppose anything of
the kind" he answered oheerfully.
you mustn't DO dispirited, Paul
inc"
1t was the case Of the year. Peo-
pie discussed IL In restaurants, at
street corners, in drawing rooms
and clubs, and on the morning of
tho trial the court was packed with
London faces.
What would the defense beP That
was the question London had been
asking itself for weeks, and there was
a thrill of excitement in court when
on the third afternoon Bullock, q.
c., rose to open Rymer, q. C'.s, de-
| Tense.
His argument was that Cazenove
had been in love with the prisoner
before her second marriage and had
renewed his unwelcome attentions
when they mot again. He was n
man of violent and uncontrolled pas
| sions and had moro than once fright
onod her with his opportunities.
Knowing that no was in pccuniary
in return for his promise to go to
the Transvaal and leave her in peace.
If instead of adopting this course
she had spoken to her husband and
asked him to protect her from this
unhappy man, much needless suffer
ing would no doubt have been spared
her. But, animated by u natural, a
womanly, weakness, she had chosen
the alternative of bribing Cazenove
to quit the country. The meeting on
the cliffs was not an accident, but q
response to his prayer for farewell
interview before he left England.
Her denial of the circumstance,
her suspicious silence upon other
matters at Ghe inquest had merely
been in accordance with her wish to
keep the affair secret And was it
not comprehensive that a timid
woman, having at length realized
the danger of misconstruotion which
her conduct incurred, should have
been too alarmed to explain coher-
emily the true facts of the case? OF
course there had been scene on the
cliffs which naturally agitated her,
and what was more probable when
she had left him than that the un-
happy Cazenove, consumed by a
hopeless passion, had in a moment
of recklessness and despair flung his
promise to the winds and preferred
death to life without the woman he
could not win? He need not tell the
jury that such things had been done
before for love. As for the ribbons,
she had given them TO him as q
keepsake. No doubt her conduct had
been foolishly, culpably weak. But
because tender hearted woman al
lowed sonsibilities to override her
reason was she to DO deemed capable
of revolving crimeY
He had no witnesses to call, but
he ventured to believe that no intel
ligent and humane jury would con-
vict the prisoner upon merely cir
Jumstantial evidence after the state
ment he had made.
The verdict was Not guilty"
Rymer hurried across the court to
his wife, who was talking to her sis
ter law and some friends.
Janet will drive you to the sta
ton, Pauline" he said. IF you
make haste, you will catch tho SOC
to town, and the sooner you are at
homo the better. want to speak to
one or two people here, and I'll fol-
low you by the next train in half an
hour"
But the dinner had been waiting
nearly an hour before Rymer' latch
key turned in the hall door-an hour
which his wife's impatience had
trebled. She had taken off the
plain dark dress she had worn in
court and donned a pale tinted Lib
erty" gown-the prettiest in her
wardrobe. She wanted to look her
best in his eyes and her own tonight.
A frightful episode was buried for
ever. She would grace fittingly the
dawn of her new life. Now she was
waiting for him, crouohed in her ia
vorite position on the sheepskin
hearthrug, with her gaze fixed pen
sively on the glow between the bars.
When at last he entered, she start
cd up, trembling, aglow. Her feeling
for him had always been something
of idolatry, but she had never loved
him as she loved him today. She
stretched out her arms to him with
a choking cry.
Gilbert! Oh. my husbandr"
He did not advance toward her,
however, and he gave no answering
smile. Instead he paused on the
threshold and flung up his hand as
though to ward her off.
For an instant she stared at him
stupidity, incredulously. Then her
arms dropped to her side, the flush,
the glad emotion faded from her
face, and it went bloodless, horrible,
with the horror of understanding.
And while the Dresden clock licked
80 times the husband and wife stood
like figures of stone looking into
each other $ eyes, reading each 9th
er'S souls.
1t was the man who spoke first.
His voice WAS hard, strained, un.
naturally quiet.
Don't let me disturb you," he
said. Il have only como TO fetch INV