The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1897-11-14

And now ] am not enet -. fhen she laughed
"a moment ago you didn't call It folly"
..Then I was doubly 2 fool" shS answered
H. sd dc sp0 and niSi black. I am notssnay, was ' i ever n
..ono 70 ramble IN green fields all day and 20
nome @Ss TO z oS saia Nor will DO, save for III,
lovo Of a mar you love. Save for that, what
woman has boon. But fol, that, how manyl"~
lau nIh', X IsTY Of aeW That sf fow snP am ANN not s SnS. Sttle
Nor DC lam I cruOl'-nor do llovo you,
But a Gittio-ss a .frtond-an old friendi"
And q dcar onei'
One dear for a certain pleasant folly that
You'll conner
,vo "%SHy e pCt IT,, But in a day neither you nor I
Don't ask now. There's q regiment of rca-
eyes seemed tender.
Give me one"
~ have. given one. ldon't love you"
Il won't take 1t
II am what ! am"
"You should DO what would make you"
You're to 1.-Two at tho court. To serve the
What do l care for that Arc there no
Let 60 my hand,,no, let II 60. See, now,
IT SEQ the ring"
"A rich one"
Very rich."
Simon, do you guess who set 1t therei'
He is your King only while you make him
Nay. she cried, with sudden passion. II
am an set In my course linen Gaze defiance.
that | might i have power with the Kinssi" o"''
.Poworf What's that to youi What's it to
"oh, / don't know anything about your love-"
she.cried, petulantly, but know what love,
the stir. and tho frowns Of the great ladies, and
talkl Do we reason with a %madmani"
IF we are touched ever 80 little with his dis
She turned to me with sparkling eyes. She
spoke very softly. - -
Won "A a !: Simon Inrn ;v you, too, i hSyS a So ton ngysd Can Gar,
many a maid. would gladly take the. title, for
yo% re- 70 a . fi men figure han and "a ! think you know the
Standing above me flor 1 had sunk back in
my S chair, she yS csr cSscto my hH cheek eek gently gently with IN
madness. as she called It las must not l also call
ith, was still in me-. hot ana %surging. Hope
and once 1t had seemed as though. a passing
shadow Of remorse shot across her brightness.
and SO looked up in her face, dumbly besecch.
ing her; a smile auivered on her lips as she
shook her head at me.
I'd be the judge of them myself" l cried,
LET me 60" she said; Simon, YOU must let
me m. go: Nay, you must So! Sit there and Ill
'.S No ooohS oohus wv
against me, although quite close. She looked
me in the face. Presently she gave a little
Won't YOU leave me nowi" she asked with a
shook my head, but made no other answer:
II an sorry she went on softly, that l
came to Hatchstead; I'm sorry that | brought
you to London, that / met you in the lane, that
your folly. I've lived with players and with
courtiers, and with-with one other, so / didn't
dr SYou 0e ea snG siv iel Se a Joy yqin nfnite Ss, xl r% s1f THAN
any sorrow I've had by you" said l in a low
On this she sat silent for a full minute, seem.
ing to study my face. Then she looked to right
saying aHSn sAe Il iA@ den'a ! knows move; why 9nt f I IsusE FSSss ssss and
change a. Isse In II her, waiting for her to speak again.
You won't be angry with me. simoni' she
Nor run quite mad nor talk Of death nor any
I'm hear all you say calmly" I answered.
Sne snt looking at me in q whimsical distress,
don, yet still 10 hint amusement deep.hidden in
strange and most pitifHi pride appeared in her
face; did not know the meaning Of it. Then
shS ie @b;snd forward are toward me. blushing a little.
c. I'm .a waiting ting, to hear you." said I. My voice
CRIED petulantly.
On my life, no." said I. what 10 it you
She was like a child who shows you some
loved forbidden toy that she should not have,
but prizes above all her t%rifies; there was that
sly, Joy. that ashamed eXultation in her face;
Il have promises she whispered, clasping
her hands and nodding her head at me. "Ah,
they make songs on me and laugh, at me, and
Castlemaine looks at me as though / was the
street dirt under her feet. But they shall see!
Aye. they shall see that / can match them!"
She sprang to her feet in reckless m%erriment,
crying, shall I make a pretty countess, Slmoni'
She came near to me and whispered with q
mysterious air, 'S1mon, Simon3'
looked up at her sparkling eyes.
'Simon, what's he whom you serve, whom
you're proud to servel Who Is he, / sayI" And
she broke into a laugh Of triumph:
But ], hearing her laugh, and finding my
heart filled with a sudden terror, spread my
hands over my eyes and fell back heavily in
my chair, like an old man or a drunken. For
now. indeed, ! saw that my gem was but a
pebble. And the echo Of her laugh rang in my
ears.
80 / can't come, Simon" I heard her say.
You see that ! can't como. No., no, l can't
Gomez and again she laughed.
To be continued.