The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1903-05-21

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have behaved SO, Knowing I was in a
much trouble. I did not see him at All
after-one afternoon in the kings
about week before that awful night
in London, except that night, when I
was so frightened l could not speak
one word of all the things wished
to say" S..
This sounded strange enough, and
began more than ever to suspect Some.
thing wrong. I, however, kept as firm
q grasp as possible upon the stock Of
indignation had brought with me-
"How did you expect to see or hear
from him." asked l, when he was ".
Ing in loathsome dungeon without
one ray of light, condemned to he
hanged, drawn and quartered because
OF your selfish neglect to save him who
at the cost of half his blood and all
most his life had saved so much for
your"
Her eyes grew big, and the tears
were checked by genuine surprise.
continued: LADY Mary, no one
could have made me believe that Won
would stand back and let the man to
Whom you owed so great debt lie 81
long in such misery and be condemned
to such a death for the act that saved
you. I could never have believed itv'
limp of help screamed Mary. "What
tale is this you bring to torture me?
Have not enough already? Tell me
1t is lie or will have your miserable
little tongue torn out by the rootv'
1T is no lie, princess, but an awful
truth and frightful shame to you"
was determined to tell her all and
let her see herself as she was.
She gave hysterical laugh and.
throwing up her hands with her accus
toned little gesture, fell upon the bed
In utter abandonment, shaking as with
spasm. She did not weep; she could
not; she was past that now. Jane went
over to the bed and tried to soothe her.
In moment Mary sprang to her feet.
exclaiming: master Brandon con-
demned to death, and you and I here
talking and moaning and weeping!
Come, come; we will go to the king at
once. We will start to walk, Edwin
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can follow with the horses and over
take us. No; will not dress; just az
/ am; this will do. Bring me a hat.
Jane-any one, any one" While put
ting on hat and gloves she continued:
Il will see the king at once and tell
him all-all! I will do anything. I
will marry that old king of France or
forty kings or forty devils! It's all
one to me. Anything anything, to
save him! Oh, to think that he has
been in that dungeon all this timer
And the tears came unheeded in a DEL
uge.
She was under such Roadway and
spoke and moved so rapidly that I
could not stop her until she was nearly
ready to go; then held her by the arm
while said:
1T is not necessary now. You are
too late.'
A look of horror came into her face,
and I continued slowly: II procured
Brandon's release nearly a week ago.
did what you should have done, and
ne IS now at our rooms in Greenwich"
Mary looked at me a moment and,
turning pale, pressed her hands to her
heart and leaned against the door
frame.
After a short silence she said: ed
win Caskoden-fool! Why could you
not have told me that at first?
thought my brain would burn and nv
heart burst"
Il should have told you had you Civ
en- me time. AS to the pain it gave
you'-this was the last charge to nv
large magazine Of indignation-"I care
very little about that. You deserve it,
l do not know what explanation you
have to offer, but nothing can excuse
you. An explanation, however good,
would have been little comfort to YOU
had Brandon failed you in Billingsgate
that night
She had fallen into a chair by this
time and sat in reverie, staring at moth
ing. Then the tears came again. but
more softly.
You are right; nothing can excuse
me. l AIN the most selfish, ungrateful,
guilty creature ever born. A whole
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covered her dropping face with her
hands.
"Go away for awhile, Edwin, and
then return. We shall want to see you
again." said Jane.
Upon my return Mary was more
composed. Jane had dressed her hair,
and she was sitting on the bed in her
riding habit, hat in hand. Her fingers
were nervously toying at the ribbons
and her eyes cast down.
"You are surely right, Sir Edwin.
have no excuse. can have none, but
will tell you how it was You re-
member the day you left me in the
waiting room of the kings council,
when they were discussing my mar
Rage without one thought of me, as
if were but slave or a dumb. brute
that could not feel?' She began to
weep little, but soon recovered her
self. ''While waiting for you to re-
turn the Duke of Buckingham camo in