The Yale expositor., 1901-06-07

and down upon her knees, her horse
tdIy wandering away. She stopped
and placed her hand upon his heart,
but failed to detect the faintcst beat
She drew her fingers across his fore
Aead-coid and damp with the chilling
winfry wind-but to her it seemed
touched by the cold hand of Death.
A terrible feeling took possession OF
her Was he dead? Was he speech
less, deaf, blind, beyond love. life.
hope. for evermere?
Lifting his head onto her lap ana
pushing back the hair from his beau
tifuI forehead, she murmured TO him
Genderly! almost reproachfully. half
believing the cruel voice he had loved
so we'll ON earth would recall him even
from the grave But there was no an
.sweT-
She booked up wildly. Would nobody
ever come? How long they were
how tong! And. when they did come,
would it, perchance, be only to tell
her that help was needless-tbat he
was indeed dead, as he appeared
EifeIess within her very arms
On, 10 speak with him once more,
Sf only for a moment-just for SO long
,as IL would take TO let him know how
we'll she loved him, and to beg on her
knees for his forgiveness!
Why did he lie so silent at her feet?
Surely that calm, half smile had no
sympathy with death. Was she never
Co hear his voice again-never to SEQ
the loving tenderness that grew in his
eyes for her alone?
Vss all the world dead or insensl-
bic that none would come to her call.
while perhaps each precious moment
WAS stealing another chance from his
life? This thought was maddening:
she glanced all round her. but as yet
no one was in sight. And then she
began 20 cry and wiring her hands.
~Denzii, speak to met" she sobbed.
-"DenziI--darling-d
Lord Lyndon, shortly after the acci-
dent had occurred, turning round in his
saddle to discover whether Miss Ire
-vanior was coming up with them, and
not seeing her. raised himself in his
-stiTruDs to survey the ground behind,
and beheld two horses riderless, and
something he could not discern clearly
upon the grass.
'Sir George. look" he called to his
companion. what is it-what has
happened? Can you see Mildred?
He waited for nothing more. but
putting spurs to the astonished animal
under him, rode furiously back, leav-
fnS Sir George to follow him almost
as swiftly.
And this was what they saw.
Lying apparently lifeless, with one
arm twisted under him, in that h0rri-
bic. foTmless way a broken limb will
sometimes take, lay Denzil Younge,
with Miss Trevanion holding his head
upon her lap and smoothing back his
hair. while she moaned over him words
and entreaties that made Lyndon's
heart grow cold.
Mildred" he cried sharply, putting
mis- hand on her arm with the inten-
uion OF raising her from the ground,
hut she shook him off roughly.
YOU To- do with us? loved him. Oh,
IDcnziI, my darling speak to me-speak
tn me"
what is the meaning OF this?"
Lyndon asked hoarsely. "Trevanion.
you should know"
Sir George, who was bending over
the Drestrate man, raised his eyes for
a moment.
II suppose. as she says it, it is true"
he answered simply. But / give you
my word of honor as a gentleman,
was unaware Of it. All I know is that
she refused him long before You pro-
posed for hcr-for what reason l am
az ignorant as yourself. 1t has been
her own secret from first to last"
AS Sir George spoke, Mildred looked
mp for the first time.
els nc dead?" she asked with terri
Tile caImHess.
Ne, mol hope not; a broken arm
SELDOM kills." answered her father
hurriedIy, drawing the broken limb
from beneath the wounded man with
great gentleness. Lyndon. the bran
dy."
Lyndon, who was almost as white as
DenziI st the moment, resolutely put
ting his own grievances behind him
for the time being, knelt down beside
Sir George, and. giving him his flask
began to help in the task OF resusci-
fation-
How will it se?' he asked in
whisper.
IL cannot TELL" answered Sir George;
I'VE can only hope for the best. But
don't like the look on the poor lads
face have seen such look before
DO you remember little Polly Stuart of
the Guards? was on the ground when
ne was killed very much in the same
manner and saw him lying there with
Just that sort of strange, calm. half
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