Shiner gazette. [volume] (Shiner, Tex.) 1893-current, 1901-03-13

man. lIOl tNtn llutt AsltlutII DlllB, "
call me by that name! Your sepoy
shall be made to own it as a per-
jury!"
Find him and prove that, by all
means, IL you can" was the sneering
answer; FOR who will believe that the
shot to which you have confessed was
not, as he says, the shot which caused
Captain Derwent's death? | repeat,
your ignoble secret is safe with me-"
The Prince waited for no reply. For
a long moment there was silence-a
silence full of the bitterness of
death.
Lille still stood there motlonless, it
seemed almost without breath or be-
ing She was not looking at Don any
longer now. Her blue eyes were gaz-
ing into vacancy with an expression
of horror in them, as if they gazed in
reality upon that CHASTITY scene the
Prince had painted-her husbands re-
volver pointed at her fathers breast.
The silence and the anguish of it all
grew more than Don could bear.
"Lillie!' he cried.
She made no movement, 1t was as If
she had become unconscious of his
presence or even life itself.
Lille For mercy's sake, Lille,
look at me! Lille! Lillie!"
He had gone to her side now and
touched her cold hand and at the
touch she swayed a little and would
have fallen senseless, but he caught
her in his arms and laid her on the low
divan He threw himself on his knees
beside her, and looked at her with his
breath coming in hard, quick gasps.
Despair and shame overwhelmed
him to suffocation, and paramount
through it all came the proud fear for
that self which had hitherto ever been
first with him all his life long-the self
for which he had often sacrificed the
happiness of others or well-nigh for
feited honor, for which at last in n
moment of frenzy he had even sold his
soul.
He saw himself in that awful mo-
ment for what he was, and even with
Captain Derwents dead body at his
feet he had failed to see himself.
Scorned and shamed before men, it
brought near to him another tribunal,
higher and all-powerful, at whose por-
tails he must needs stand at the last
day and he bowed his head in the
first real prayer that had ever rent his
bleeding heart.
my God, my God, be merciful!"
How would she for whom he had
sinned look at him when those closed
eyes opened? Would she not shrink
from his touch as from some unclean
thing? Would her love not fail be-
fore this blow he had dealt it, or was
it that love possessed of divine pity
which would not turn even from the
hand that struck it? He took the ivory
fan which had dropped from her nerve
less fingers and waited it softly over
her paid face.
Her long, thick lashes quivered, the
white eyelids opened at last, and her
blue eyes were looking into his
He covered his face with his hands
and bowed his head on the cushion be-
side her, for he could not dare to look
at her now. She put out a trembling
hand and touched his thick brown
hair.
Don" she whispered family, tell
me it is not truel"
81 cannot" The hoarse reply
pierced her very soul Her hand
dropped She burst into sudden and
passionate weeping. With a strong
effort Don recovered his self-control
and spoke with labored intensity
ut was not my shot that killed him
AS God is my judge, swear to you
it was not; but, in a fit of anger,
Fred, and it might have killed him,
He insisted you were to marry that
dark fellow. and he would not listen
to me, and l lost my head Lille Lii
lie! don't look like that Don't! !
cannot bear i'll"
She had stayed her convulsive sobs
and her blue eyes were regarding him
in way that made his proud lips
culver.
you did that yet you came back to
me and told me nothing of it, and you
made me marry you'll" The words
broke from her in low, hating SEN
fences, as if they choked her to utter
them.
"Lillie, be merciful! 1t was my love
for you that made me reckless. What
good would 1t have done to tell you OF
our quarrel? For | never dreamt you
would come to know of it"
"oh, why did you make me marry
your" she walled. And now she broke
down once more and wept bitterly.