The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1897-05-02

! ed Few PAGES off. But, as I've already
explained to Mr.. Adye. l cannot see my
way TO withdraw it. 1t is kind of you,
! Mrs. Nansittart-really, most kind of you
to interest yourself in the matter; and if
| anything could induce me to reconsider
| my determination it would be your inter-
| Vention in Adye's behalf 1 should have
SO much pleasure in obliging YOU if that
| were possible. But, at the risk of APP
| pearlng discourteous, l fear-I fear l must
refuse to abandon my original position. 1
! cannot do otherwise than have said"
| You mean." Agnes replied in a low
voice, that you will not"
He raised a deprecating hand. pray
don't put it in that way. 1t is so painful
for me-"
She rose abruptly to her feet. There was
not spirit enough left in her for so much
as a glance of scorn.
Since my errand has proved useless"
she said in the same subdued tones, Il
need not detain you further" And she
| moved toward the doors.
Johnson anticipated her politely. ALLOW
me-" said he, his slim fingers on the ham
| die
About to pass him. she suddenly stop
ped short There is nothing that would
persuade you? Nothing l could do?" she
adventured impulsively.
Agnes had read a good many novels dur
| ing the years of her ill-assorted marriage;
| in the realm of romance she could find
| momentary forgetfulness of the woes and
! worries of her daily existence. Vague
"reminiscences of her reading returned up
| on her at his moment, suggesting the
| possibility of Bruce Johnson's consenting
to spare Julian--on condition that she re-
scinded her refusal of last Monday and
married him. She felt herself quite capa-
BILE of accepting the condition at that mo-
ment.
But Bruce johnson was a man of the lat
| far nd Of "a nj 10
| only smiled ard replied, That's hardly
for me to say, is it? But from a para
graph in this" signing towards a fresh
copy of the county paper, which lay on
| side table close at hand, Il learn that you
are now, happily, possessor of some indie
pendent means. And, of course, If you
were generously inclined to make an adj
| vance to Mr.. Adye-"
Agnes started violently. 1t was as though
a thought she had scarcely dared whisper
to herself had been suddenly cried from
the housetops.
you mistake" she said, with an effort.
THAT money is not mine to do as l please
with. 1t is a trust from my husband-for
our son.
'Indeed!' Bruce johnson said politely.
"That is a pity. Then I'm afraid have
come to the nd of my suggestions"
"I have seen Mr.. johnson, Julian" Ag-
mes said, when Adye came to visit her late
| the same day.
Have your" Adye responded. 80 have
l." he added, after moment.
The twenty-four hours that had elapsed
since he first revealed his position to Mrs.
Vansittart had done sorry work upon the
young man. His face had grown haggard,
and his eyes were heavy and bloodshot
with want of sleep. Tears filled Agnes
own eyes as she looked at him.
He is hopeless" she said in a heart
broken voice. What shall we do, dar-
ling? I've been thinking, thinking. and
there seems no way"
There's only one" Adye rejoined, flush
ing darkly.
What is it?"
81 almost wonder you didn't think of It
for yourself" Adye turned aside and be-
gan lingering the ornaments on the mattel
piece johnson himself suggested it to
me. Very impertinent of him, no doubt
Still, if you were willing -
| Agnes rose up, terror in her white face
ooh, Julian, you can't mean-you
wouldn't. Don't, don't ask me-"
His face grew almost sullen. "Then you
did think of it?'
"As a temptation" She .clasped her
hands and wruug them hard together.
LAS a horrible temptation-one 1 dared
not dwell upon"
"Why?"
''Why?" she repeated. "Why? Because
LndL money Is not Hlllle. OIit IL only II were
| mine you should have it all in a moment
darling But it's not mine at all; it's
| Archies 1t was left me in trust for Ar
chic by Arches father"
you owe so much to Archie's father"
he sneered.
She shrank suddenly, as though he had
| offered to strike her. "He was my hus-
band" she said in a low, resolute voice.
| Il will not betray his trust, now he is
dead, Or She stopped short, dropping
| her eyes.
GO on" the young man said.
cor rob his son'-under her breath.
mot even for you"
"Who talks of robbing the boy?" young
Adye demanded fiercely Cant I repay
! Archie, as ! would have repaid johnson If
he'd given me time, long before he's old
enough TO make use Of the money!"
II know, l know you would" Agnes
| cried piteously. IT'S not that 1 doubt
you. my dearest; it's not, indeed. But we
| can't command life, or health, or circum-
| stances. Surprising you were to die be-
fore you could? Oh, l thought Il all out
last nlght'-she broke off clasping her
| hands afresh-"and 1t can't be done-it
| can't be done"
Say, rather, you won't do IT," her lover
retorted, using, unconsciously, the very
words she had herself used TO Johnson
| few hours before.
Then as she put her hands before her
| eyes 10 smut OuN the olENA OF MS angry
| face, the young mans heart smote him,
| and he caght her in his arms.
Agnes. Agnes, don't cry 50. only. for
| the love Of God, try to understand what
| this is to me-to both OF us"
She kissed him and chung to him, rain
ing tears upon his breast. 81 do under
stand. do. My heart is broken. / think,
Julian. I'd die TO save you this; half-a-
| dozen times over, II ! could"
But you won't do the one thing that
would save me, without more ado?' bit
| terly.
That" she sobbed, II can't do. Oh,
you must see why. Say you sect DO you
| suppose II isn't agony to me to say no?
Al, don't misunderstood me! can't en-
| dure that!'
lie lifted his head suddenly. His CULVER
ing features had grown all az once hard
and calm you'll find there are some
| things / can't endure, either" he said
"But I've upset you. / won't stay longer
now. Goodnight and goodbye, Agnes"
He was gone before she could dash away
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