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haughtily, how far the young mans
presumption leads him. A young
penniless soldier, and yet he asks for
the hand of my daughter! Thinking
of the brilliant match that Marguerite
is making causes me to feel more
lenient. or | should send the letter to
his father, and advise him to use a
horsewhip'
at love him, mother I said, and
shall never love any one else while
i've
"She laughed, Violet-such laugh;
/ hear it now in my dreams.
"a schoolgirl of your age knows
nothing of love, should know nothing
of it. The word has not even decent
sound on your lips; it has not, indeed.
do not know, cannot tell, what the
world is coming to when a child of
your age talks about love. You may
be sure of this, that, if | hear the
word again, I will lock you up in your
room, and give you bread and water
for day or two to bring you to your
senses. | will ask no questions; per-
haps, If knew the whole truth !
should be more distressed, more angry
than | am. I will answer this letter. |
! shall tell him that he must not come
to the house again. ] should not like
to resort to stronger measures, such
as forcing Mr. Caerlyon to resign the
living which is in your brothers gift.
shall write to the young man and
tell him what | think of his imper-
thence, forbid him to return to the
house, forbid him to speak to you
again. and as soon as our visitors
leave us, we shall go to Mount Avon
$50 in a few minutes all the bright
ness was taken from my life. looked
into my mothers face. There was no
softening, no relenting it was so
proud, so cold, so cruel, that my heart
sunk. Should | never see my brave
young lover again? have a faint
recollection of clinging to her, Of
kneeling to ask her to take pity on
me, because | was SO young, and /
loved him so. remember falling
with my face toward the ground: and
then all was a blank to me, terrible
Il
not tell; | was never conscious Of any
thing but the one horrible pain; the
one terrible blank AS I recovered,
no one ever spoke to me of my lover:
| never heard his name.
But | saw him, Violet, once before
| left Ryversdale-only once. It does
not matter how. have never seen
him since. | was with him nearly an
hour. He held me in his arms, he
kissed me, and we swore to be true 20
each other until death. Violet, YOU
must not think | am mad; but feel
the loving clasp of those arms and the
warmth of those kisses now We
swore to be true to each other, and we
shall each keep our vow. | do not
think any two in the world have ever
loved each other as we do. II is all
hopeless. | know that, after we
reached Mount Avon, my mother had
many letters from him know that
he wrote to me; but she returned all
his letters unopened. | write to him
whenever | have chance of posting
the letters unknown to my mother.
You may think 1t wrong, Violet; | do
not. II there had been ANYTHING
against him except his want of money.
1t would have been a different thing:
nut he Is just, brave, and generous
with scorn from all meanness. If
there We're one blot on his character,
one stain on his fair name, it would
seem less unjust, less cruel: but there
is nothing wrong. only that he has no
money. He is we'll born, wellbred, he
is gentleman and a soldier, he is
brave and noble; but he is poor"
lt seems very cruel" said Violet.
to whom this lovestory was a reyela.
ton. What shall you do. Monica?"
There is nothing to be done. |
shall wait for him and love him all
my life, just as he will love and wait
for me-"
And in the meantime?" said Violet.
In the meantime my heart is slowly
breaking, | live my life, and | try TO
make the best of IT, My mother made
me so TO London"
You are not beautiful like Mar
guerite. she said; but you have a
style of your own. You are brighter
and more piQuant than your sister:
just now that kind of thing is more IN
vogue then mere beauty. | shall eN
pect you to make better match than
Marguerite
And, Violet continued Monica
with n smile more sad than tears
strange to say, and just because did
not want to make conquests, had s
crowd of suitors. How | hated them
--savagely almost, could never
ind words cruel enough for them
and they liked absolutely liked It.
They said was original, piquant
clever. They made me the rage and
the fashion, while | hated them. NJ
mother was delighted. She said her
daughter would marry better than any
ather girls. And. Violet, you cannot
imagine what kind of men feil in love
with me. II would seem like vain
boosting If | told you. \ duke pro
posed for me- Only imagine might
have been duchess, Mamma al.
most shook me when | refused him.
A great American millionaire made me
an offer, and she went nearly wild
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