El Paso daily herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1881-1901, 1899-06-10
CHAPTER III.

| CHAPTER IL
Thoroughly startled I sprang to my
feet, roughly lifting her from the floor
; whittier she had sunk, and held her
| firmly before me.
Helen" cried, edo you know what
you are saying? What-what is the
| matter with you? This is the way
| you went on that day, at Lucerne,
shortly after We were married; what do
you mean? II insist on an expla-
nation! Speak out at once-I tell you
at oncev'
She looked at me with cleaning
eyes, and utterly colorless face, her
lips moving, but no sound coming.
What is it?" repeated, my wrath
rising, horrible suspicion blackening
my mind. How have you deceived
me? What have you done that II
should have been told of before I
married you? Helen, speak, or by
Heaven, I'll"
ct have done-nothing," she answer
ed, standing straight before me, not
the least sign of fear in her face.
you may kill me if you like, sha'n't
mind much: but have done no harm,
you should know that well. One day
OF my life was as dull, innocent, I'M
eventful as another until I met you"
Then what do you mean by these
hints and wild words? Why-why do
you thus torture, and try to raise
demon in me, little me?" I asked,
very much ashamed of my brutal out
burst. TEL me, Helen"
Il don't know-I don't know" she
replied, bursting into tears and lay
ing her white face on my shoulder.
81 mean-nothing- What
should I mean? II can't help it, I
suppose. Oh, pity me, pity me and
bear with me if you can, dear boy!
lists not all my fault. My poor
mother was like that before II was
born"
Your mother, dear?" I asked pres
emily, when she was quite herself
again, and apparently as much asham-
ed Of her outburst as was of mine. 81
never heard you speak of her before.
Do you remember her at all?"
mo; she died when 1 was a baby;
but often heard Molly speak of her,
she answered quickly.
"And your father?'
"My-my father?"
Eyes, did you not know him?"
After a slight pause she said
mo, did not know him. I believe
he died even before her. He was an
and they knew very little
Of him at home. Granny did not like
him, I believe. Paul, let me sit up;
Miss Stopford is coming up the ave-
nue."
I withdrew my arm quickly, and,
into the shade behind her
chair. said as carelessly as I could
$50 she is. You and Edfe seem to
be striking up a powerful friendship.
Helen; she was here yesterday after
noon, and on Tuesday morning also:
wasn't she?"
Eyes; don't you like her coming?"
"Of course 1 like it. I don't think
you could have a pleasanter compan-
on than Edith, or one who
could civilize me more effectually. |
quite agree with you; Edith is doing |
her best to tone me down, Paul; 1 |
hope she may succeed. How pretty |
'he isl" sig.ed Helen, as her visitor
passed the window where we were
sitting. II think she looks fairer in
blue than in any other color. Paul.
often wonder how you escaped fall
ng in love with that girl
I shrugge6 my shoulders vaguely.
you have known her since she was
child, haven't your" she pursued. as
made no reply.
Eyes. During my sisters lifetime she
lmost lived with us. She and Door
lily had the same governess, studied
ogether-all that, you know"
And one seldom falls in love with
person one has known all ones life
looked upon as a sister, you mean.
aul?'
Il suppose not"
And yet YOUR namesake, long ago,
aul, gives. the lie to that theory"
my namesake?"
Eyes; the Paul who loved Virginia"
ooh! He was an unusual specimen
tropical produce; besides, it's not
ir to quote him as"
flush! Here she is!'
Greetings of the new conner over.
retired to distant window, and took
, the Field; but my eyes wandered
ON the close, cramped print to the {
sads Of the girls bending over their .
ork. and thought what a charming ,