The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1902-12-23
y CYRUS TOWNSEND 1 BRADY
BOOK v.
What Happened in the Tower.
Romance Of the Days H1ssn 5.s77le Ora
Lord Hasahe naas kim ofsths SEQ. Il.
Copyright. 1921. " D. Applssoa 3 q
CHATTER xxv.-contlnued.

! Three Lovers Come to the Tower.
| He was here, he was hers, she was his
ne held her close in his strong arms-wlaa,
more? His clasp was SO tight h.
crushed her SO against his breast that the
diamond cross she wore was pressed deer
into her tender bosom. What mattered
! It! The pain was sweet to her. twas
loves brand. He would never release hel
now. She was his only. The weary DAYS
Of waiting, the long voyage over the
stormy seas, the plans of her grandfather
the hopes Of de Vitre-they were forgot
| ten. honor, faith, obedience-he had con-
| quered. Fix rs .=,..f.s.., ~. - - :
| ours, yours only. Philip, my darling
yours, yours. yours only" she murmured
again and again as she felt his beatine
heart. It was so restful in his arms she
surrendered herself to him in passionate
oevotlon. She nestled against him as a
cn1lo, who was seeking peace and longing
1or maven, might have done. -.
But now came you here, Philip she
asked at last withdrawing from his arms
Tor space that she might look at him.
Row handsome he was, how like a king!
DO you not remember that night In the
| tower, my own?" sE .,r-~'-.-.- 80
ltaVe l ever forgotten It? There vol,
kissed away the child, and from that mo-
llieht loved you. Twas for that reason
babe them make my room here =
You recall the story of Baron de Croi-
sic, sWeet-how we wondered if one could
climb the wall?" -. -
Yes, yes, and you said, given suf1-
c1ent-what was the word, Philip"
incentive, sweet Anne, and with Vol,
at the top I could have climbed to
heaven" ~
20 Philip" she shuddered, land did YOU
come up that awful wall this dark night ?
How could you do tt?'
ont
top. pictured this moment Twas hone
and light heart that lifted me up, NV
darling.'' ' ~
And if you had fallen?" g.: .-. 49,.
linen you would have been troubled no
longer. Little France .-..... - :
Il should have laid my body beside
yours, Philip. at the foot of the tower
wall, she cried. trembling and nrsss;ng
MN to her heart once more. -
BUT your engagement. Anne?" 49,
~ Philip. that is not all. Not onlv did
l promise myself to Monsieur de Wire.
but go %
You were betrothed tonight to de ker-
saint ->0i
You know" 49,
II was there
There? Where?' ~. ..-.t.-<
In the armory. behind the curtain"
An she cried. Twas Won that
made me look and gael" so.,-'1 =
Yes, twas I. But you do not love this
man." - -, : '-'''
She laughed 49,. : E.. II.
Philip. my Philip, can you not see
whom | love? There is not throb of INV
heart. that is not for you. All, would,
that you might say. the same!" 49,
do say; It,. dearest. l. swear it!". 49,. y =:
But that picture in the locket?''. 1870
Set your heart at ease, Anne In a
little while you shall know the mystery Of
that - 80. o ~
have no mysteries from you, Philip
Nor shall have from you, love, when
this poor story Is told. But tell me-, what
is 1t you will do?'' 49,. : ::
Il know not. My honor was pledged
to de, Wire, although, with my grand
fathers refusal. that conditional promise
IS broken, and I am free there. NV heart
is given to you. and my grandfather
do?" 'l''lt -
Follow your heart, Anne; love is the
safest guide. Listen.A have a rope here
attached to the tower, I can lower Won
safely and easily down. There, in a little
bay below, a trusty man and a little boat
are ready for us. Outside on the ocean
my stout frigate waits us. Come with
me. In one day we are in England. free,
and we shall be married at once. Trust
me as you love me. I will give up NV
commission in the navy of England. if YOU
WlSI' we VIII go back to America, and
there, in your mothers land, Anne, make
home and happiness together
Philip, she cried, persuaded yet re-
sistant. II can not" -, = y
He gently led her toward the window
family protesting, feebly struggling. How
masterful he was, this wooer who would
not be denied Could she resist him? Her
will-ay, but her heart, was traitor, and
to every plea he urged it beat yes, yes,
yes! .~r..-s7- <~ -&.'f '.-.7'
Mercy. Philip! De Wire! Monsieur
de Kersaint! My grandfather, my coun-
try. my. home! Pity me. Do not ask. /
am weak before you. can not, and yet,
If you say So must! Oh, look not SOL"
But you love me. Can you not trust
yourself with me? Will you not give up
all these things for me? Love is selfish
yes. know it: but that can not help.
I must ask you to throw aside all of your
life for me. and me alone! I love you so:
Nay, you SHALL you must! Comet"
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