Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1899-05-25

dlteI "dius, spoke OF her as she looked
then, Berde Bohun was there, but he
said no more of love to her. The
bright sun did not seem farther from
him that this beautiful girl She was
undoubtedly the belle of the ball; and
those who saw her that evening never
forgot her. When the guests had all
departed, she went with Mrs. Lynne
into her boudor. 1t was a charming
little room, but one that was seldom
used On this evening Mrs. Lynne
had ordered fire and fights there; she
liked when a ball or party was ended,
to talk it over with her son.
Let us rest few minutes" she
said, drawing an easy-chair to the
fire for Inez. II always require half
an hours quiet talk to make me for
get the glitter Of lights and the
sound of music. Have you enjoyed
the ball, 1nez?"
Yes she replied.
"Inez always enjoys where she
reigns,' interrupted Lord Lynne, with
a merry laugh. What are you going
to do with BERTHE, Inez?" he CON
tinued. Il never saw more severe
case in my life Your beaux yeux have
done mischief there"
II am not accountable for it," she
replied, coldly.
How cold you are" he rejoined
No amount of homage moves you.
Have you no heart, Inez?"
She raised her eyes to his face. Was
he blind, that he could not read what
they told? Was he blind, that he did
~ see how the beautiful face, cold
and naughty to others, softened and
frightened for him?
When Mrs. Lynne went away, they
were speaking of the coming spring
81 do not say anything to my
mother" said Lord Lynne to Inez
but | have serious thoughts of go
ing abroad in the spring"
Abroad" she said; for how long?"
Il do NOT know he replied; for
years, in all probability, Inez.
want something to fill up my life"
There was profound silence for
some minutes, and when Inez spoke
again Lord Lynne did not know her
voice
1T is late" she said.
Thinking she wished to be alone, he
rose and held out his hand to say
goodnight He saw her face per-
fectly white, with a startled look in
her large, dark eyes.
you are tired, Inez. he said, gently.
Good night pleasant dreams,'
He did not notice that the little
jewelled hand he touched was cold as
death he did not see the culver of
the VII lips he took the wax taper
placed ready for him, and went
away.
Inez sat still and motonless for
some minutes. Then she rose, in
tending to 90 to her room, but her
strength failed her She threw up
her arms, and fell upon the ground
upon her face.
He is going, she cried; and
love him SOL love him sol"
She did not hear Lord Lynne re
turning, she did not hear him open the
door. she did not know that he saw
her passion of grief and heard her
wild words
She loved him that proud beauti-
ful. imperlous girl He was literally
astounded. She loved him, and he
had never guessed IT,
How much she must love him, Why
was she lying there? What did
those long. bitter sobs mean? Did she
could any one living love him so
much as that?
He had returned for his watch,
which he had left upon the table and
he thought she had quilted the
boudoir. Slowly and gently he With
drew, and closed the door He knew
enough of her to understand that she
would rather have died than he should
have seen her He never stopped to
think
"she loves me. he said and
loves ME So
He returned. but this time he took
care TO make noise enough over his
entrance. When he stood again in
the room Inez was leaning over the
lire, her face turned from him
81 left my watch here said Lord
Lynne, stammerjng in a manner very
unlike his own
Did youo" she said in a cold,
steady voice you remember what
Mrs Lynne tells you sometimes about
your head
Instead of taking up his watch, he
walked round TO her.
"Iuez he said gently forgive me
for speaking to YOU here and so late;
II will not detaiu you long"
You must not she replied i
ought to have gone half an hour aso;
but the fire and my own thoughts
tempted me
MY thoughts tempt me" he said.
Inez listen for one moment am
not worthy Of yo, you are so
beautiful, SO bright 70 gifted. am
not worthy Of YOU, but viii you let
me love YOU VIII Won De my wife -
Tn fhe 94y Df his death fnr1 LYNNE