Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1902-04-15

fore Irene: a rush of roaring waters
6lled her ears: she dropped the book, it
fell IN the soft. green grass; she started
from her seat with a low moan.
She would not 90 back to the house,
becausc IN doing so SIR must pass the
window where they stood. his arm round
the graceful figure, the fair face bent on
his breast She could not pass them by;
it gas not that she loved him, but that
he whole soul was fred By that one
wjrd, fancy
She went down the terrace and crossed
the flower gardens; from there she went
through the woods; the thought of being
indoors seemed TO stifie her. 1t was well
that she did not hear what else passed
between them-the caressing words, the
endearments.
Il shall not let You remain indoors all
day with me-" said Lady Estmere. III
you wish to please me. You will go out
for a couple of hours, at least"
Il will go, if you wish it. he said; Il
will 20 after them to Durnton; l will
start just before noon
Before he left her he bent down and
kissed the beautiful face.
Heaven bless you. my dearest wife,"
he said, and wondered at the solemnity
of his own words.
He went through the grounds whistling
and singing as he went, his heart warm
with love for the beautiful wife who low
ed him so we'll He came to the beach
trees, and smiled as he thought of her
loving words. The blue heavens seem
ed to smile. the sunlight smiled, and he
WISHED, with all the ferYor of his heart,
that he had always been a good man.
As the wish grew in his heart he saw,
away in the trees, the glimmer of a blue
dress, the dress he had seen that morn
ing worn by the Duchess of Bayard.
What was she doing there among the
trees, away from everyone, and quite
alone? he wondered, With more than
touch of anxiety. Was she unhappy !?
Had she come there to weep away her
sorrow? His heart went out to her; he
remembered her fashion Of wandering
alone, if ever any little cloud came be-
tween them.
Poor Irene" he murmured: although
she is a wealthy and beautiful young
duchess, poor Irene!w
A strong impulse came to him to do
what he had never done before-to beg
her pardon for the wrong he had done
her. In that moment he forgot her vow
Of vengeance; he forgot the revenge
which she had always threatened him
with; he forgot everything except, how
young and fair and innocent she was
when he found her by the brookside, and
despairing when she had left him ut
Beechgrove. He was shpremely happy
in the love of his wife, and his heart
went out TO her in pity He loaged that
she should forgive him; he longed for
her pardon; if he had that, he should be
most certainly the happiest man in the
world.
He would go and ask her now: perhaps
on this lovely balmy morning her heart
would be softened to him; the sunshine,
the flowers, and the fragrance might
plead for him. He would ask her for
the love of heaven to forgive him that
his sins might be blotted out of his life
and fo' gotten.
He eft the beech trees and went in
the direction of the blue dress; he could
not find her as quickly as he had hopedlo
do: at times she would vanish from his
eight among the trees, and at other times
he could find no path leading to wheG
she was.
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