The times. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1890-1903, 1897-11-21

ken the sign. For / mind when my
brother Andrew saw 1t first. You will get
her yet and with honor
''Come. jean" said !. "tbe air is shrewd.
You are IN and weak. Lean upon my arm
and ! will take you home
'She looked up at me with dry. brill
liant eyes. There was nothing strange
about them. save that the lids seemed
swollen and unnaturally white.
"Ouintin." she said. 1T was foolish
from the first. was it not. lad o my love?
Did YOU ever say a sweet thing TO me
like one that comes counting a lass in
the cleaning? Say ii now TO me-will you
not? would like TO hear how II would
have sounded"
/ was silent. I seemed to have no words
to answer her with.
She laughed a little.
Il forgot. Pardon me. Quintin. You
arc ia trouble to-day-deep trouble. |
should not add TO If. II is ! who should
say loving things TO you. But then-then
YOU would care more for flouts and
anger from her. than for the naked sweet
ness Of poor Jean Gcinmells heart
And the very pitifulness Of her voice
drew a cry Of anger out OF my breast.
At the sound Of It. she stopped and leaned
back i'm my arms to look into my face.
men Eiif put NP hfA iNAHf fNt CN'N|
and patted me tenderly on the check.
like one that comforts a fretful child.
u vex YOU she said. you that have
over much TO vex you. But / shall not
vex you long. See she said. there is
the door. Yondor Is my father standing
by It. lie IS looking at us under his
hand. There is Jonita. too. and your
brother Hob. Shall we go and tell them
that it is all a mistake. that there Is to
be no more between us2 That we are
~free-free. both of us-you to wed the
Lady Mary: 1 to keep my tryst-to keep
my tryst-with Death
AT the last words her voice sank TO a
whisper. Something broke in her throat.
and seemed to choke her. She fell back
I'm my arms with her kerchief again to her
mouth.
They saw MS from the door. and AL
exander-Jonita came flying toward us
over the short grass OF the meadow.
Jean took her kerchief away-without
looking at II his time. She lifted her
eyes TO mine. and smiled. very sweetly.
Il am glad-glad." she whispered. do
not be sorry. Quintin. But do just this
one thing for me. lad-but only this one
thing. DO not tell them. Let us pretend.
Would it be wrong. think you. 10 pretend
"a little that you love me? You are a
minister. and should know. But, If you
could-why it would be so sweet. And II
would no. be for long. Quintin.'
She spoke coaxingly. and withal most
tcndorly.
Jean. / do love youl' ] cried.
And for the first time | meant IT. She
seemed TO be ike my sister Anna TO me.
BY this time. seeing Jonita coming. she
had recovered herself and taken my arm,
At my words she pressed it a little and
smiled.
oh" she said. you need not begin
vet, ONLY before them. l want them 10
think that YOU loved me a little, YOU see.
Is II not foolish Of me2'
"But do. 7 do truly love you Jean
I cried. Ibid you ever know me to tell
a lie?'
She smiled again like one who smiles
at a child who has well learned his les
son.
Alexander-Jonita came rushing mp.
Jean. Jean. where have you been?
What is the natter
81 have been meeting Quintin,' she
said. smiling. Gle has been telling me
that he loves me-