The Red Cloud chief., 1896-08-07
A LITTLE IRISH GIRL.
By "ghc Duchess
CHAPTER NN-CONriNuEp.

most halting, wocful tale. bat true in
every point. so true. indeed. hat ii
defeats itself. 1t does not lay clear
the fact that love for him and want of
love for his rival had been the motive
power that worked her rcturI.
There is "A dead silence when she
has finished her forlorn confession.
-, you were afraid 10 go in the
long run says he at last, his voice
stern.
afraid! No - yes She lngan
boldly. but now breaks down. Yes,
| was afraid
And why have you told M this?'
"Oh. must | answer that?' says
She, clasping her cold hands in front
of her. "Surely you know. DO you
think have not seen enough To do
you thiuk ! I'm without all feeling? |
spoke to set You free"
: anXiou, for your irecdom?"
says he will Il sheer. He ilings the
now cold cigar over the balcony, away
into the dark beyond. You are in.
]geniouSness itself! to put it upon me
is Il good move We |, aud 81 | am
to consider our engagement at an
end?'
.Of course says she v.ry bravcly;
anu III dlpJlltE HlDIltll w IltT llLt1St
discontinue. finds that she j. crying
bitterly, silently. desperately. SO 81
lent is her crying that in the darkness
he is not aware OF 1t.
Il think you could have found an
easier, not to say more graceful way o 1t
OF, your difficulty says h contcmp-
tuously. \ word to me would have
been enough. But | suppose ! was
M. ,-,rtl ,,t.n 81 Inn.h tpnIkl. IN th,
girl who had promised t. marry me?
You had promised, you know, - trying
to see her face aud speaking with
mercilcss persistency. ID d YOU i'm
auine." bitterly, that was 80 enaIn-
ored of you that | would marry you
az inst your will? Great heavens,
what a world this is" lie turns sud-
denly away from her stricken figure.
and begins 10 pace vehemently up IA
down the balcony.
Here, come in" says he ut last.
roughly. "COme in out OF this cold.
Faithlcss and worthless as | tn nix you
and know NJ. still you must live. !
suppose, to the undoing of other
men,
lie had laid his hand on her arm, and
drawn her TO he open easement. The
lights rom within falling more dis
tinctly on her face wakens him to The
fact that the tears are running down
her cheeks.
"You are crying says he tiercely.
lie lets her 20. Crying for Eyre. lie
curbs his passion by Il supreme effort,
and once again addressed her. His
voice now Is under control, though
his eyes still show the angry grief
that is consuming him.
''lf you are crying for Eyre SAYS
he. that can soon be set right. TO
JUDGE by his manner last night"
lie had betrayed himself. As if
struck. the girl starts back from him.
You were there you saw you
heard"
81 saw: | did not hear"
''iou knew, and let me speak.
Oh
why should ! not be silent?
waited"
Waited? for what? Cou'd YOU
not wildly, have broken our en-
gagcmcnt instead of leaving me to d,
it?n
Il could not" II she had not beer
so ~ovcrpowcred with tho fresh knOwl,
edg that meant so mach fresh sham,
she night have read between the inc,
OF MS snO answer.
''Oh, Won should-you shOuld!' erie
she. weeping OD My now.
'.Don't cry says Anketcll, catchin.
hold Of her, 'loi ~ Am ! not miser
able enough? 1t can al soon be Sc
right"
..Oh. never, never
II tell you yes. You know hi
address"
..llis?'
"Eyre's."
'No.'
at can easily be discovered, how
ever
IL don't want To discover IT," NY,
she, covering her face with he
hands.
Then why are you cryin s?.' ask
he cody. ''Lct us. now that tn,
truth Ii 5 bare between us, cease iron
deception. Tell me this. y his vote
growing almost frozen now, ''whe
you proposed 10 leave yoI- hon, witt
him, where aere you = ing?'
10 his sister, Lady Staining,
family.
''She had arranged to rcce We You:
''Oh, no! he-he only 'settlcd abOl
our going the morning b,fOrs | left
When was it?' wearily. : 1t seems
long, long time ago
Il dare say grimly; > II tell
gram Mill bring him to you in II
time. Well. and so you We @ to 90
Lid Stanuing. in III" middle OF ii
night, without pr"ious arraagemer
with her Of any sort?'
$50 he said
''Did IL ever occur TO you that Lad
Staining might not be exactly pl usC
to receive an unk 'own young lrdy
an hour approaching midnight?'
Il did not think =
And he with growing wratI
''this precious lover Of yours, did
never think either? Did it nov
dawn upon his vacant br in what II g
de sac he was leading you into? Pal
Mr.. Eyre NAV BIZ the model of all vi
tue, all genius in your eyes; in mine
IL morally "A trSt-rlass IDIOT