Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1904-03-15

conscience tells me l should; but
can't, and it makes me very unhappy.
That was why l acted so badly"
"Your conscience!' he cried.
"Oh, l know what tumble and puz
zle it must seem to you"
81 only know one thing-that you are
going away tomorrow morning and
that shall never see you again"
The darkness had grown intense.
They could not see each other, but a
wan glimmer gave him fieeting, misty
view Of her. She stood half turned
from him, her hand to her cheek In
the uncertain fashion Of his great mo
ment in the afternoon. Her eyes, he
saw in the flying picture that be
caught. were troubled, and her hand
trembled. She had been irresistible IN
her gayety. but now that mysterious
distress assailed her, of the reason for
which he had no guess. she was so
adoraDIy pathetic and seemed sucn
rich and lovely and sad and happy
thing to have come into his life only to
60 out of 1t, and he was so full of the
prophetic sense of loss of her, it seemed
so much like losing everything, that ho
found too much to say to be able to
say anything.
He tried to speak and choked little.
A big drop Of rain fell on his bare
head. Neither of them noticed the
weather or cared for it. They stood
with the renewed blackness hanging
like drapery between them.
"Can-can you-tell me why you
think you ought not to go" he whis-
pered finally with u great effort.
mo: not now. But | know you
would think l am right in wanting 10
stay. know you would if you knew
about it: but can't, can't. l must
60 in the morning"
II should always think you right"
be answered in an unsteady tone, "al-
ways" He went over to the bench,
\ fumbled about for his hat and picked
it up.
Come" he said gently. Il am going
now"
She stood quite motionless for q full
minute or longer; then, without word.
she moved toward the house. He went
to her. with hands extended to find her,
and his fingers touched her sleeve.
| Together and silently they found the
garden path and followed its dim
length. In the orchard he touched her
| ,loox,o o no In onl lad tho wQv
AS they came out behind the house
she detained him. Stopping short, she
shook his hand from her arm. She
spoke in a breath, as If it were all one
word.
"Will you tell me why you go? 1t Is
not late. Why do you wish to leave
me, when shall not see you againF
"The Lord be good to mel" he broke
out, all his long pent passion Of dreams
rushing to his lips as the barrier fell.
Don't you see it is because I can't
bear to let you go2 l hoped to get
away without saying it. want to be
alone. want to be with myself and
try to realize things. didn't want to
make a babbllng idiot of myself, but /
am. 1t Is because don't want another
second of your sweetness to leave an
added pain when you've gone. 1t Is
because l don't want to hear your voice
again, to have it haunt me in the lone
illness you will leave. But it's useless
useless. l shall hear it always, just as
shall always see your face, just as
l have heard your voice and seen your
face these seven years, ever since
first saw you. q child. Mt Winter Har-
Dor. forgot for awhile. I thought 1t
was a girl l had made up out of my
own heart, but 1t was you all the time
The impression l thought nothing OF
then; Just the merest touch on my
heart, light as 1t was, grew and grew
deeper till it was there forever. You've
known me twenty-four hours. and
understand what you think of me for
speaking to you like this. If had
J known you for years and had waited