The Red Cloud chief., 1901-04-26

n SO rapidly tOward the
chimney piece that, until she was with
In a foot Of him, she was not aware OF
his presence there, and acknowledged
her surprise by a sudden start and ex-
lamation Of alarm.
II beg your pardon" he said; Il did
not mean to brighten you"
Even as he spoke a wild determine
ton to know the worst from her own
lips without loss Of time seized upon
him.
II came for a book" explained MIL
dred, hurriedly. "Ah, here 1t is! In
confusion | hardly remembered where
I had left It,"
Can you spare me a few mInutes?'
asked Denzil. without giving himself
liberty to think further.
Certainly" answered Mildred, in a
tone Of marked surprise. But do you
not think that another time would be
more convenient? You see"-glancing
at the ~clock-"how late IL is? The
ball will commence in less than half
an hour. and we shall not be ready"
II will not detain you long," he said
two or three minutes at the furthest.
Indeed, a few words will comprise all
that l have to say. You must have
seen"-desperately--"you must know
for yourself"
Stay" cried Mildred. faintly-"do
not 20 on! You have said enough
believe ne"
1T Is too late now to stop me- in
terrupted Denzil, pas~sionately. II
must go On and tell you the n
thought that occupies me day and
night. Reject me-despise me, IL you
will, only hear me-"
To this. although he waited as IL in
expectation, she made no answer. Per-
haps, had she then once more forbid
den him, he might forever have held
his peace. But she kept complete
silence.
They formed a curious picture,
standing there in the old-fashioned
dresses they had not had time to re-
move; Denzil in white satin breeches
and rich ruffles and carefully-powdered
hair, Miss Trevanion as La VALERIE"
with her trailing embroidered satin
robe, her fair hair also thinly pow
dered, and her soft white arms half
barred.
Encouraged by her speechlessness,
Denzil spoke again
Il love you," he said, simply. 81 am
only telling you what you have known
all along-am I not? And yet, even to
myself, when put into language, II
seems quite d~ifferent-the words sound
SO poor and cold. Is II altogether hope
less, Mildred? Is there any chance
for me?"
She had moved a few steps backward
as he began speaking. and now stood
supporting herself by II hand resting
on the table. She had lowered her eyes
and fixed them on the ground, and ap-
peared calm enough though she made
no response to his last appeal.
Give me my answer he said.
you should not have gone on" she
observed at length. her tone low but
angry. IL forbade you to do SO. 1t
vas unfair TO compel me to listen
when you knew | wished neither to
hear mol to understand.
Give me my answer" he said again.
What answer can I give?" she
asked, with a slight impatient move
ment Of the hand near him. Better
would II be to ask for none ! warned
you before. BE satisfied now, and leave
me-"
GIVE me my answer" he said for
the third time, sternly. Il will take 1t
from your wi lips now"
Then, as you will have It," she
cried. losing all moderation, take
from my own lips No"
There was a long pause. Denzil's
face was as white as death. Miss IRE
vanion's scarcely less SO: while the
hand that lay upon the table appeared
~bloodless from the intensity with
which she leaned upon Il.
do you say that because my father
earned his money by trade?" asked
Denzil. slowly.
1T cannot matter now" she an
swered, coldly.
Eyes, IL does" he went on, excitedly;
land l believe. from my heart, that
| that Is the reason. ] believe that, low
ing you as | do, ! could in time have
made you return my love had not your
wretched pride stepped in TO prevent
Il. Or can II be true what | have
| heard said--that you would at any risk
willingly sell yourself to gain a title
II | could bring myself to think tina,
Of you-if hat were possible Tel
me, Mildred-is II the TRUTH"
II do not understand you" said Mil
dred, haughtily. II will listen to nc
more of your questioning, sir. Let me-
pass"
1T is true, them" he exclaimed. pas
sionately, Selling her hand to detair
her. You do not deny It! And yol
will sacrifice yourself to obtain pos
session of a mere position? ! imagined
you incapable Of such a thing; but SCI
how mistaken we all are In the idol
we set up! l am thankful ! was dis
illusioned in time. I am glad-yes
glad-you have refused me; as a won