The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1899-07-30

reached Cashel. Patricia had been very silent but
occasionally she gave me her eyes in way that
my heart thump could not be quite sure just what
she meant
AS we walked up the steep approach to the gray
RUNS that crown the abrupt rock of Cashel she be-
came her old self again, and raced each other to
the top 1t was dead heat, although Patricia pro-
tested that she won; but when 1 asked her what
prize she wanted she only glanced me again with
that new look Of hers We wandered about the ruins
and the graveyard until it was time for luncheon
Which we spread upon the grasstufted floor of what
had once been room, now roofess. and with sheer
drop on one side to kind of courtyard below We
made the place, which we seemed to have entirely
to ourselves echo with laughter and the old cathedral
looked down upon not unkindy, like ripe old
man smiling at youth.
Patricia had had the forethought to put bottle
of champagne in the basket, but for the reason as
she said that she did not for wine, only one
glass But soon overcame her scruples and handed
her bumper
Patricia" said "you must drink my health'
81 WILL Larry with all my heart
do you that?"
II do" she said, and drank, with a very pretty
inclination toward Then she filled again and
handed the glass to
"Your health Patricia" said l. with all my leye
and may you what jewel 1 am and secure me
while you have the chance!" And 1 drank to the
last drop and turned the glass upside down.
you're a jewel, indeed" said she, land will
make some girl happy"
ITS you one Patricia. I've found you
and I'll look no further"
"Oh, Larry why wouldn't else do for
you as well?"
Because you are you and there isn't any one
else in the world"
"That's good reason" she said
"It's good that 1 wonder you can hesitateJ"
cried L
"Have some cold chicken, Larry"
Hang the chicken!' 1 said, but took It all the
same, and we got on to less dangerous ground, and
became children just had been in the old days
After luncheon wandered about again spend
Ing the afternoon in that hand-in-hand familiarity
which is so sweet and yet to in my underlined
position, so bitterly disquieting But was blndly
happy. telling her absurd stories that 1 might hear
her laugh, and sad that might see her eyes fill
with pity, and she, her part, told me a hundred
little things about herself that seemed to make me
free of her inner life.
At last, when it was nearly dusk we stumbled
upon King COrmacs chapel 1 have no idea who
King Cormac was but 1 know that his chapel was
extraordinarily dark and damp and gloomy and
that seemed suddenly shut away from all the
light and sweetness Of the world. However we pre-
ceeded cautiously. and after time reached arched
embrasure with projecting stone base from which
the pillars sprang. Here sat down in silence
that made Patricia SILVER.
king Cormac's chapel" said, sis like prison"
at makes cold" Patricia answered
There high window opposite through which
1 saw patch Of evening sky there was just light
enough for me to distinguish Patrica's face dimly.
WELL" said. this has been great day for me-
Patricia. I've had you all to myself for six hours
But what's that when 1 want to have you all my
lfe?"
She drew closer to and touched my hand.
Larry dear. what does it feel like here"-an0
she laid her hand upon her heart-"when you love
much that?"
AT that moment 1 heard sound like the closing
of door. but took no heed of it.
cit feels. said "as if another life were In yen
And" continued, 81 can't bear it any longer My
spirits all in the dark, just my bedy is in this
black chapel. Let's go away and get into the world
again, and perhaps it Will teach me to forget"
took her and led her to the door. she say
ing nothing. but L heard her breathing. l put out
my hand and pushed against the grated door; it was
locked not in the least afraid for myself;
deed, 1 think I inwardly blessed King Cormac but
did not know how Patricia might take it.
wait moment, Larry" she said, as L funbled
with the lock-
eve must waltz" said. 1--WE are prisoners; the
things locked"
Locked" she cried. Then she laughed and took
my hand.
'You take care of me-" she said "In a min
thing"
A paBg struck through my heart
''Well. child" l said.
81 think love you a little Larry"
81 believe that, but Titles good. Don't play
with me- Patricia"
She drew herself up and took my face between
her hands and kissed All the blood in my body
seemed to to meet that kiss.
"Will that do? Is that love enoughT
''Pat' l cried "dO you mean it? Is it trae2"
would 1 lie to you, Larry?"
"God bless King Cormac," said and took her ip
my
Il knew it yesterday Larry"
"Then God bless yesterday as we'll"
care you happy now, Larry?"
''Dent" 1 said. "This is no place for making
love. Pat-'tis kings chapel. Where's your rev.
erence childY
"King Cormac's dead" she said
Eyes but he might have ghost"
I'D love to see it."
'Fd rather see the caretaker,' said and with
that fO oh at fho ton of ftort