Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1898-11-27

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She worried III day over IL: she INV
awake az night and cried over Il; she
she Her voice broke down and
she brushed away tear, with an an&ry
little sob.
And she hated the critic? n
"She hated the critic: or she thought
she did
There was long silence.
Did she take her revenge upon him
lin your tale?'' His tone was chilly
with assumed indifference.
She meant to, but
TELL me"
when she met him she didn't know
that he was the critic.
And he fell in love with her?"
He said So"
did she like him-Agnes?" His face
was still cold, but his voice was al
| most fierce in its earnestness.
! In the story she did"
But when he told her that he was
| the critie?"
Il didn't say that he told her."
| But he did, didn't he?"
| ''Yes-in the story.
$50 she hated him2''
"Y-e-s-not exactly - don't
know" Her hands kept opening and
closing aimlessly.
Anyhow, she resolved upon re-
venge?"
''Yes, a sort of revenge.
"a sort of revengeg" She shrunk
and quivered at the scorn In his voice.
i You should read the story she
pleaded.
40 not know it?" he cried.
mo- she answered firmly, you
do not know 1t.
"Then l should like to hear. But
she knew that he had hardened his
heart.
4 well, she resolved to let him go on
liking her.
"A sort of revenge"
"She made herself as attractive as
she could. She wasn't very pretty, you
know; merely a small, pale. Big
eyed"
For heavens sake!" he cried, fierce
~ and hoarsely.
We'll, somehow she made him like
her, and She"
Hated him all the timer"
"No-o-not altogether-in the tale. !"
Then he proposed to herr
Yes: ne proposed to her.
"Iamely enough-but earnestly.
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underneath his quiet voice,
ooh, no! Not lamely at all: honestly
! ard manfully and lovingly. lie was
splendid character-in the tale.
was strange that he could not read tho
) hero-worship in her tone.
, But she thought he wasn't
mo. She thought he was. She
knew he was" She tied her handker-
= chief tremblingly in knots.
Agnes, you are trying to play with
| me- | do not understand"
Y NO" she said, passionately, looking
| UP at him with white, drawn face and
quivering lips and eyes full Of pain;
you do not understand. He did not
Y understand"
did she not refuse him? Did she
not tell him that the criticism had
t nearly broken her heart? Did she not
tell him that she had resolved to tak9
the bitterest revenge that woman
could take? Did she not tell him that
n she had studied his books to find the
: ways that attracted him most, to mako
I him care for her? Did she not tell
him that she had meant him to propose
S that she might refuse him? Did silo
Q not say that she wanted him to
for her all the rest OF his
II stood up ea.d tQwaredL -sojiay
accusing angel.
Yes she said, with sob. But
But! There is no but to excuse
;, such conduct as thatl"
"Ah, but she had lot more to say
If he would have heard her. But he
: cursed her and went away--in the
, tale"
" 'Agnes" She sobbed uncontrolled
ly behind her handkerchief Agnes.
o for mercys sake tell me what she
would have told him IL he had not
gone" She looked up with a tear
}, stained face.
she would have told him. she said.
q steadying her voice hraveiy and LAYING
! her finger-tips upon his arm, that he
, had conquered her passion and her
! wickedness; that she had found out
! how great and strong and kind he
was"
Agnes, little Agnes, Would she
have told him that she loved him7"
. "f-l-don't know. The--tale stops"
''Bur our tale. dear?' There was
! something in his voice that was past
describing.
Then she looked up at him with
eyes brimming over, and whispered a
word so brokenly that he could scarce
= ly hear. But he took her to his arms
and held her as close as could be, and
she tried to nestle closer.
"Oh .Aggie. Agile he cried; II
ought TO have known--a woman's
mercy"
She lifted a flushed, happy face and
threw pair of slim. willful arms
around his neck. NO" she whispers
ed, my dear, dear boy. A woman's
love BLACK and Whifa