New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1904-06-10

frozen calm OF his standpoint to the 'refnulous cur
+Stop-ons nomeatn he cried. And the door
was held lar and the sweet face, so fnolHnIul 80
Tagcsly sad looked BACK 20 ms S oS bac ISroIss
those brown eyes and in the memory they awakened
why did You break my hefrt aionica9'' he said
Her head dropped. She had waited this
moment Tor yeers. Waited 10 explain TO eNtenuate.
Promised to me-" ne went on, my hope. my
Joy IN exile and then-that cruel letter your Ia,
Dead" she said in a stiff. breathless way. as
she ciasped her trembling hands together Dead
He looked at her dowpsen head and t3oss SglS
tari.y ~raen-that was your sTlei "a ,oo,zs. ~
him with somethins 81 Geaance Of shame Of des-
perSItoH bur Certainly nos ef resre eI, know what
my life has been: Of the shame the misery tns
Was .t-so bad2 I am sorry. thought You
happy. At least YOU had tAis world Soou lnl.lss.
" iI pee r s Ts sfS1gF S Gi
f0r5 Ans% what nd peoe And hen came
threatened disgrace to nv father, and he told ma
q KToT' he sSid. II have used the subject
dozen times 1t cannot boast of novelty only or
Il was only girl" she said. And YOU know
sse sb Ga Gn nave 90 onsed to ask Your
pardon. Julian for that cruel letter But knew
that only by Persuading you was worthless could
make you give ne gp p;5 ,+,,n,,v 81. that true,
Hadn't you more be ief in me?''
Il never heard from you--aSain'' she went on
YOU BEYOND ali pardon And yet
She came q step nearer and a sob broke from
And yet it seems as # Fate had planned this FOR
side your door last night Monica. and with or
T rsdp ny od ways revins the sweet hours
sat here and dreamt and Thought OF y9T ana Ihen
speak even though pictured a strangers GRIEF;
Not in my Widest dreams YOURS Monica, or y St
Why were you grievinS so? For the sake or that
He paused. They were closer to each other now.
and In that moment neither thought of convention
alities prophecies or any one or those eqld LOO
human hearts and all they most crave and most
II was weeping for YOU. Julian" she said, quite
simply. Il had seen your name in the papers that
/ VERY nnorDinE II could sleep rest. l was
tired Of suffering. The wears had been so long"
Yes" he said. about million or them,
She looked up----ssmninE through her tears,
I Then for a few seconds neither spoke.
| His voice asked the next question -.
Why were YOU burning those lsttefS tO-IHsue'
them so long; always going TO destroy them yeS
LEAVING England! Why-andd. when" uo,r. ~,
| He looked at her. She his mouth tighten.
You poor H5tIe woman he said. Why. you
you, a preposterous, We viii talk 1t
| tomorrow Monica-you and l. -, ..,,, ..r.
Is the only thing left for me to do. am poor;
living F'R4 e sambed away all his fortune Nothing
was left and 1 was sorrv altogether for every
/ thing belonging 10 that time held some shame
/ some horror. 49,, - 49,,
| "4h don't speak OF IT, don't think of II, he cried
| passionately Let make the best OF what re-
/ mains dear heart. Since have not forgotten you.
nor You me and Fate has played so clever trick
/ for our Joint benefit. surev we cannot pretend m
/ difference any longer. Tel me YOU will come PACK
\ 10 me Monica Let all this horrible past be buried
and forgotten" ,-r-, - -.
/ changed / have grown old Ny hair
| He laughed and put his arms about the slender
i figure and drew the maligned head down upon his
/ breast and kissed it as 1t rested there
/ II only know I can't part from you asslu,
/ Monica" he whispered II cost me enough t, O e.
/ Fore One doesn't pay such a price twice IN
| a lifetime You have fourteen years 70 make UP
/ to me You had best begin at once' TINS BY
] stander.