Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1901-03-05
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NO" whispered she. at might be
in Llyn Foel or at the bottom Of the
passage In there that the monks used
to draw their provisions up by, or 1t
might be in one of the streams or In
cleft Of the rocks. Nobody knows.
Nobody can tell you. When we are
gone-for we shall go-you can come
and search, for you cannot hurt my
father now"
Beautiful as this dogged filial feeling
might, in the abstract, be, Mason was
irritated by 1t. He was anxious to get
away. Gwyn, looking up, saw the i'm
patient look on his face. She sprang
" and stood before him, trembling
and agitated.
"YOu want to get away! You want
tc get free and forget US" said she, in
a strange tone, with mingled bitterness
and tenderness. well. you are right.
Forget us-all-if you can"
Something in her tone touched him,
and he spoke in a softened voice as he
answered:
"There are things I shall never for
get, that never wish to forget. A wo-
mans unseltish kindness and care; her
good. noble face and her heroic devo-
tion. will forget everything but those
things as quickly as can
He held out his hand. and she took 1t
with a shy look, which haunted him
for months afterward.
"Goodby," said she softly. "Goodby,
and heaven take care Of you on your
way. You can 60 safely now."
"And Merrick? And your grand.
mother, who saved my life?'
Don't wait to see them. They would
be ashamed. And she, poor soul. could
almost hate you for causing her to sac
rifice the life Of her son. Ah. you don't
understand how we cling to each other
of course But, take my word for 1t,
and let me bid them goodby for you"
Even as she spoke she hurried across
the kitchen and opened the front door.
He had no choice but to go.
"Goodby,"' said she once more, with
a little catch in her voice, though the
hand she held out again was steady.
what will become of you"
T-I don't know. don't much
care"
They were outside the door. Kind.
tender words rushed to his lips. He
drew close to her; he bent to look into
her eyes.
For a moment she wavered, seemed
inclined to listen. Then, with Il reso-
Lutte shake Of the head, pressing her
hands tightly together and biting her
lips, she pushed him away and. stamp
ing her foot and pointing to the path
down the hill, imperiously signed to
him to go.
AS he turned, sorrowfully, regret
fully, full of bubbling passion and long
Ing tenderness, to obey her she ran off,
waving her hand with an affectation
of light heartedness in the direction of
the ruined church. She was going to
hide herself among the old stones. to
cry, perhaps to pray and to mourn his
going.
For one minute he hesitated whether
he should give up everything and 20
back and strain her to his arms and
bind himself here forever when his
ardor was checked by little Sircum-
stance.
Just as she reached the north wall
she stumbled, and a man darted out OF
the shade and supported her in his
arms. Mason watched the meeting
breathlessly. The man was Coch Tai.
honest, loving, faithful to the end.
He caught her swaying figure tender
ly, not greatly daring.
But Mason saw in the girls attitude
as she let herself be led back to the
house a little change. She was pas
sive. She did not repulse her lover. as
she had once done. That terrible event
Of the morning had altered the whole
course Of life at Monachlog. had bro
ken the spell which had bound them
all.
Mason felt the tears rising to his
eyes as he turned away, and a lump in
his throat which was brought there by
some feeling strong as JOY, but keen as
jealousy.
She would fall into her old lovers
arms as she had fallen into his heart
some day.
Three months later Mason came
back to the old farm, which he found
empty and deserted.
He searched every corner and every
nook. He examined every stream and
every cleft He engaged men Of expert
ence to drag such parts Of Llyn
Foel as were sufficiently shallow to al
low of such a proceeding. He went
down into the passage which had once
connected the monastery with the val
ley below. Some human bones he
found. buried in quicklime, dry and
brittle, at the bottom Of this passage.
But they had evidently been there a
couple Of years and more.
1t was the only fruit Of his research
es. For no trace Of the body Of his
brother Granville was ever found.
THE END.