The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1897-07-04
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By STANLEY j. wEYMAN.
ccpvrfpht 1897 Sy Stanley j. wsvnar.
CHAPTER vi.

Nv ASAOA y oONhe NASA h'S
and to DO whipped or burned in this hand ut tho
hest, and IL 1 had my b~enont-but a. the sudden
conviction, which camo upon mo, perfect and
overwhelming, that my mistress. for whom l
Ind riskod so much, did not love moi In no
othcr way and on no other theory could 1 explain
callousness 30 complete. thoughtlessness so
crueli Nor did her next words tend to heal the
mischief or give me comfort.
"Oh!' she exclaimed. houncinG from mo with
Impatient contempt. and walking on the other
side OF the way, "if you are going to BIO n cry
baby, thank you for nothinRi I thought you
were o mani And she began to hum an air.
my God! I don't think you care!" l sobbed,
aghast at her insensibility.
" Carer she rotorted indifrorently, swinging
her visor in her hand. For whatf'
For mol or for anything!'
With q GOODNESS that appalled, me she finished
the verse she was cumming; then: Your finger
hurts, therefore you are going to diet" che said
with q sneor. "You sec the fro and therefore
you must be burned. Why, you have the cour-
ago OF q hen, u flea, a mouse! You are not worth
the name Of a man."
II am man enough to be hanged" I answered
miserably.
"Haneedf' quoth sho, quito cheerfully. do
you think that any man was ever hanged for
three Ruineasr
LAY, scores" l said. And for less |"
luch bhcy hhNo W ilh
youi'' she retorted. perfectly we'll satisfied with
her answer. And spun their own ropes. Come,
silly, cheer up! A great many things may hap
pen in q week! And II that vixen is back under
aweek I will eat hertz
"A week won't make three guineas." I said,
dolefully.
"No, but a good heart WILL she rejoined.
And not three, but thirtyl Only" she con-
tinued. looking askance at me. you have not
~ IA "a W.. - s,--N -.l --.
Dick, rs they say, and as well-named as nine.
pencil"
1t seemed uncomfortable to me that she could
Jest DO merrily and carry herself so gayly after
such q loss; and 1 stopped short, in sudden hope
and newborn expectation, and peered at her,
striving to read her thoughts. IL don't believe
you have lost them!" 1 exclaimed at last.
EVERY groat, Dick!" she answered CURLY.
yet still In the best Of spirits. Never doubt
that"
On which 1t was not wonderful. that my disap-
pointment and her cheerfulness agreed 30 Ill that
we came to bitter words, and, beginning by call
ing one another thankless and clutch-penny.
rose presently to fool and jade, and eventually
parted on the latter at the garden fence, where
Dorinda. SO far from lingering as on the former
might, hounced from me in q passion. and left
me without q word Of regret. How mis-
erably after that l stole to bed, and
how wakefully / tossed in the close gar
ret, / cannot hope TO convey to my readers.
Suffice 1t that a hundred times cursed the folly
that had led mo to ruin. a hundred times went
hot and cold at thought Of the dock and the gal
lows; and yet. amid all. found In Dorinda's
heartlessness the ~sharpest pain. l felt sure now,
and told myself continually, that she had never
loved me; thcrefore-at the time II seemed to
follow-I deemed my own love at an end, and
cast her on; and heaping the sharpest re.
proaches on her head, found my one sweet con.
solation-whereat I wept miserably-in compos-
ing a-laet- dying speech and confession that
mould, soften at length that obdurate bosom
and break that unfeeling heart.
But with the day, and the rising to imminent
tcrrors and an hourly fear Of detection. came
first regret, then self-reproach-lest l. too. should
be somewhat in fault-then a revival OF passion;
lastly, a frantic yearning to be reconciled to the
only person TO whom 1 could speak freely, or
who know the danger and strait in which !
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uaSn- . was i'aus W w ah.'nins u soy
gain her favor and have her advice. and the alb.
ssnce of MI and Mrs. D. and Mrs, Harris,s
e~asiness rendering it a matter of no difficulty to
seek her, in the course of the afternoon 1 took
my courage In my handS ana went into the next
house. There l found only Mrs. Harris.
The little slut has stepped out she said;
looking up from the pot over which she had
been STOPPING. she asked leave for half an
hour and has been gone An hour. But il Ia the
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way OF the ~ehches al inc WoFiu over. 10 you
beware of them, Mr.. Price" she continued. eye
Ine me and laughing ioIlily.
made some trihing answer and. returning 10
my own domain. with all the pangs Of loneli.
ness added 10 those of terror. sat down In the
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uingy' areary scnooiroom anu ap"nuoneu my
self to bitter forebodings. She did not. she never
could have loved me! knew it and felt it now
Yet must thihR OF her' OF go maa. mus
think of her, or of the cart and cord; and 30
thenceforth, / had only eyes for tho next garden
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ana cars ior her voice. Inc Dogs ana their chat'
toring and the necessity I was under OF playing
my part before them well nigh mastered me
Ts. .,, ho,r ON =, 40 ri. 90, 49,
Eors az any hour' on any u"', "hiie l BAT there
among them, Mr.. and Mrs. ID. might return
and the loss be discovered: and yet, though time
was everything. all the efforts I made to soc
Jennie or get speech with her failed. and OF my
self. seemed to be unable to think out any plan
I am sure that the most ascetic. could he have