Waterbury evening Democrat. [volume] (Waterbury [Connecticut]) 1903-1917, 1904-07-15

tueESelI Ola ana lonely, TOrgOfT6n, Dur
mot forgetting. But even then lacked
| she not opportunity. Womanlike, in
spite Of her constancy, she took mel
lancholy pleasure in the thought that
there was one still who hungered for
the shattered remnants of her broken
| heart, who lived for the sound Of her
voice and the glance of her eyes and
/, the light Of her face. One there was,
handsome, brave, distinguished, gentle,
of ancient name, assured station, am
pie fortune, who longed to lay all he
was or had at her feet
But what were these things? Moth
ing to her-nothing! There was but
ione. AS she had said on the ship to
Desborough: II love a sailor. You are
not he" And yet her soul was filed
with pity for the gallant gentleman,
and she thought of him tenderly, with
deep affection.
Presently she heard quick footsteps
|on the floor Of the boathouse, and, turn
ling her head, she saw him. He held a
letter, an official packet, with the seal
broken, open in his hand.
"Oh, Miss Wilton, you here r. he said.
IT have looked everywhere for you.
DO you not think the evening air grows
chilli Is it not too cold for you out
here in the boathouse? Allow me-"
And then, with that gentle solicftude
which women prize, he lifted the neg
lected cloak and tenderly wrapped it
about her shoulders.
Thank you,o she said gratefully,
family smiling up at him, ..but I hardly
iy,rr "A 4rol Ill ~,
lis SO pleasant, and the sun is not yet
set, you see. Did you wish to see me
about anything special, Lord Desbor-
ough?'
mo yes-that is Oh, Mistress
Katharine, the one special want Of my
life is to see you always and every
where. You know that. Nay, never
lift ur hand I remember. I will
try not to trespass upon your orders
again. came to tell you that am
going away"
Going away" she repeated sadly.
"Has your exchanre been nader
Yes; courier came to the Hall a
short time ago. and here it is. My or
ders, you see. must leave at once"
II am sorry-indeed sorry-that you
must 60"
He started suddenly as If to speak, a
little fash Of hope Pickering In his de-
spondent face, but she continued quick
":
at has been very pleasant for us to
have you here, except that you have
been a prisoner But now you will be
free, and for that, Of course, ! rejoice.
But have SO few friends left" she
went on mournfully, II am loath to see
one depart, even though he be an en-
envy"
"Oh, do not call me an enemy, en-
treat you, Katharine! oh, let me speak
just once again." he interrupted with
his usual impetuosity, "and talk not to
me of freedom! While the earth holds
you / am not free; aye, even should
heaven claim you still am bound
All the days Of my captivity here
have been most willing and happy
prisoner your prisoner. / have looked
forward with dread and anguish to the
day when might be exchanged and
have to go away. Here would / have
been content to pass my life, by your
side. Oh, once again let me pleadi Ny
duty, my honor, call me now to the
service of my king. / no longer have
excuse for delay, but you have almost
made me forget there was king. Now
that must go, why should go alone?"
he went on eagerly. II know. know
you love the-the other; but he is gone.
You do not hate me; you even like me.
You regret my going Perhaps as days
go by you will regret 1t more. We are
at least friends; let me take care of You
in future. Oh, it kills me to see you SO
white and Indifferent to life and all
You are only girl yet 4 cannot bear
to see all the color gone out Of your
sweet face, the light out OF your eyes.
The sight of that thin hand breaks my
heart Won't you live for me to love
live and let me love you? Your father
goes tomorrow, SO he says, and you will
be left alone here. Why should it be?
Go with me. Give me right to do
what my heart aches to do for you
to coax the roses back into your cheek,
to WOO the laugh to your lips, to win
happiness back to your heart, to devote
my life to you, darling. Have pity on
me, have pity on my love have pity"
His voice dropped into passionate
whisper. AS he pleaded with her he
sank down upon one knee by her side,
beseeching by word and gesture and
pity he could see in her eyes, that he
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