The suburban citizen., 1900-08-25

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you unless you bid me-"
81 do bid you!" he returned, lifting
his head to look steadily at her Cor
A slight shadow fell over her face,
but she moved away obedienuy, when
with sudden movement he gathered
her in his arms, and, pushing the fair
hair from her temples, kissed her brow
and eyes, and lips slowly and solemn
ly, as one who takes an eternal fare
WELL
"Good-byw she said, tremulously,
when he released her.
"Good-by" he replied
And he held the door open and
watched her while she passed from his
sight among the shifting figures Of the
ballroom.
A week la,er, after Clifford had re-
turned to France and Barbara had
gone ome Lady Anstruthers brought
CASTOR long letter, which she had
written to the girl, with the request
that he would direct it for her
CASTOR received it with a silent bend
of ,.-e head.
His molner did not know that their
late guest had rejected him.
He had ready sealed, letter to his
brother Clifford; and he made a very
natural mistake in directing the let
ters, for he used the same heavy,
cream-laid, monogrammed envelopes
that his mother did
The consequence was that, two days
later, Barbara received the letter ad-
dressed to Clifford, which was nothing
less than Il weak appeal for clemency
and silence, and which revealed the
astounding fact that CASTOR, the
younger brother, was the guilty one
who forged the note, in oR1er to liqui-
date some gambling debts, which he
dared not confess to his father, and
that, circumstances convlcting Clifford,
he had kept silent-beyond protesting
his innocence-at the frantic entreat-
les cf the young scamp who had been
greatly beloved by him.
Barbara, despite her gentle, grace
ful manners no sweet yes, had much
decision of character.
She knew that Castor would attend
the races on the following week,
She had friends there, and she went
down ID visit them, and went to Gas
toms hotel, thickly yelled.
In a few quiet words the matter was
laid before him, together with the al
tentative.
IF you do not make a full confession
to your father and clear every shadow
of suspicion from Cliffords name,
will noise this matter abroad among
all your friends. Choose at once"
His rage and smothered curses
availed nothing, The lovely, higE-bred
girl was as cold and hard as a marble
statue, and as white.
But after she had won his sullen
promise to right the wrong, and had
reached her chamber, she was flushed
and fearful and radiant.
1t was CASTOR who went away a
month later, and Clifford who came
home.
CASTOR put the ocean between him
self and England, and settled in Amer
lea, wher} he finally married a veal
thy bankers daughter, who probably
knew nothing of her husbands real
history.
And Clifford was called home to be
greeted by his fathers remorseful
prayers for forgiveness and his moth
ers happy tears.
But the girl who loved him, and who
had brought all this about-she was
very shy. She fretted herself with all
sorts of suppositions.
Perhaps, now that the whole world
was before him, he would choose diff
ferently. Perhaps he regretted those
kisses in the conservatory-the pas
sionate love Of look and tone-the
memory Of which thrilled her heart.
Nevertheless, every summons at the
door startled her, and flushed the fair
cheeks.
And when at last he did come, all the
little speeches which she had prepared
for such an event forsook her.
She saw the outstretched arms and
the eloquent eyes of her lover, who had
passed through years Of sorrow and
shame for another and with a little
tremulous cry ran forward and was
folded close to his heart.-Saturda
Night.