The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-07-18

had she been woman disembodied spirit should
have fancied CLEAN of mischief in the glorious
when told her OF tales of modern so.ety
tics AS for me cannot describe state of mind But
Of 1t would pour itself to on the
last, the seventh night.
. TO morrow you will keep your promise as truly
as have kept mine?" she asked.
ITO co. stamrnered "and you AGAIN."
tbip n must a be she And dared
Come to me in England" cried, cor can't bear
my life without you'
"That cannot be-" she whispered
"Then I shall break my promise
Nor would that serve you. If you broke your word.
do you think should show myself to you again?
No, eneveri never!'
There's but way, them" said slowly, 'in
keep you and since life without the sight of
your voice is henceforth worse
than DEATH choose death. When have thrown my
body my spirit will be free to Join yours We shall live
the same world forever The Joy of It'll A moments
pang, and I am with you-for always. Cecie, Il
human quality than had ever heard it before
NO. MOI! she protested. you would not do thing
wicked Oh would not!"
"Cecle can't say it, love you! I won't lose you!"
Tho she had from the first forbidden to pain
of seeing her vanish my eyes, nvoluntarily
I half rose, holding out
Down went her lamp, with a crash as loud real
lamp of silver The suddenly in pitch
heard the fall of piece furniture then
faint and another fall.
sprang out of bed in the gray dressing gown which
it seemed an hour before found match lighted
a candle But I do both, and-saw the spirit form Of
Cecile de Potron extended the floor beside the chair
which had been thrown over and against which in the
darkness she had stumbled.
L
1t was warm Hesh satinsmooth. Her hair fell
my lifted her up, and-her eyes opened. -"Oh,
how TERRIBLE! How terrible! How ashamed ami"
sobbngy in English lips that quivered
humanity and grlshly.
So the secret was out Through the aperture left by
the slipping of the picture its
Lascelles drawn by the the double fall
Then I heard everything.
Her really is Cecile, and the daring idea had
been hers to which she had forced her mothers
For she is Madame Lascelless daughter. Madame
Lascelles tho half English has almost Poy
tron blood in her veins
My old uncle Roger found
tant Relationship widow and her two little daughters
living in great poverty in Paris. He invited them to
CASTLE provided that madame as his house
Keeper and she had thankfully accepted In his will he
had left them his which it his opinion
nephew Norman did not need
Their coming had been years when the girls
children Now Cecle Is, and the IA. Cece
and her mother had to adore the old
of theirs had lived Cecile
that it might become actually THEIRS but action had
dashed that hope Then had not shown myself and it
had begun to revive again, when the of arrival
received. had said that might probably decide
t. live at the castle-a selfish within which
the loss Of their home privacy to the old
and the girl who loved it. Cecie had not
but she hated unseen. She had planned to
drive and the fact that the portrait in
tain room could, by pressing spring be slipped from
its had perhaps suggested the plot The of
the painted lady could also be used peepholes So
the comedy had been hopefully begun; and then
thing had different She confessed that those strange
to me, until the confession from
If pleading force.
AS for the rest it is not ghost s,ory But Cece
longer wishes to drive and need not to
another world win She will turn this for
into a paradise.