The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1905-02-01

nus ms story, yet he silrank from the.
idea of laying bare the shameful
past before that pure soul.
1t wss 4 couple OF evenings later.
Walton and his companion leaned
side by side over the rail and talked
IN a fragmentary manner, but there
was an intonation in his voice, a
tenderness in his gray eyes, that
made her heart beat and stirred her
pulses strangely. One little hand
lay near his, and suddenly his closed
T on it, and he raised it to his lips and
kissed it passionately.
darling, INC whispered,
Yiolet, 4 love you. Will you be my.
vito? Speak to me, darling. Tell
me / thaYenot hoped in yain.N
For a moment, as he put his arm
round her and drew; her to him, she
| yielded to his embrace: then she
harriedly drew herself away.
s Wait until tomorrow, she mur-
INJURED. g I'll will tell you then if
you still care to hear"
Care to heariAS he cried passion
ately. Child. don't you guess how
much / love you ~
But with q sad little smile she fit
ted from his side and was lost in the
shadows Of the deck.
Punetnaliy at o'clock the next
day Mrs. Grenville appeared on deck,
looking very lovely in her white
dres, though her face was pale and
heavy shadows rested under the
gray blue eyes. Walton, to whom
her coming was as glimpsc Of para
disc, hurried forward to meet her,
and he carried her deck chair to q
secluded corner, shaded from the
glare Of the afternoon eun, which
was now creeping to its rest.
well; Violet, which is 1t to be- ~
he whispered. sYou don't know
what tcrtuTes of impatienee and un-
certainty i have suffered since last
night. Is it to beyes 2" And he
tried to read lsis answer in her avert
ed ed eyes. II & 5>sa 4iil
Wait" she nprInured family.
sfI--I have thing to tell you be-
fore tgiye you my answersonle
thing that you ought to know. If
after=-you still care, Iwill--aay
yes.
Ny darling" he cried, Violet,
only say you love me little, and i
don't care for anything else r.
Yes, II do care for you,n she
whispered, amore than T thought T
could care for any one. j feel / can.
trust yon, lean on you, respect you,.
and You do not know; what all that
means to q woman who has suffered
1 aa 2 have and has has had every illusion
stripped from her. Listen, and +
will tell you my, story. TO begin
with, 4 am not q widow, as you
thought, latl my name is not GGfren- Gre
willie. It gss my mothers name,
and Il took it when 7 dropped my
own, after ter + was divorced. +
divorced my husband nearly two
years ago now. We had only been
married a short time, and I was ill,.
when he went abroad and met there
d married woman who, Z suppose, at
traeted b hi1l ] But, to cut the story
short, he he finall y ran away with
her to Paris after her husband had
been ordered out to South Africa.
She was Mrs. Walton eddy
enough, q namesake sof yours. :,
Walton had turned livid. Good
God X, he ;sS. & .i S h0aE !. MY.
wife 3;s ,4i
our wife e eech eea h; pan
ion. hens you g And she
sank back IN her chair pale and,
tiemblin n
ssl es, z ae answered thickly, stmy.
wife was the husband of that
8Wretched woman 81.
Then it was not b. coinc,ii dence,
5as Z thought it Was, our name be-
ing the same i IfneVegs dreamed OF
This, she rnnrn INJURED bro lseniy
galton rose and leaned Over the.
geis turning his feYerish brow to,
the desert here a. lie breeze WAS
blowing from the mount tains. His;
sl,aind was ID hiRlll,, iRll !, only enes ne
thought beng np sl5s J;s
hen you real he be-
gan.
H H \ she replied
there followed d i long ;leaace,, sl,
sEs,l sy Che slow pslss iirg of3
the ipes llJ the ripple md eddy;
so The water caused sby tic ateasn.s
seEsSwasii.
aSsa d tllii al .Trosassd himself,
and fixing his seyes yiearsing ozi
the pull face beff fore him he said
# sS 4 darling and m wiz nobs slTsf
I: ..srss any 81 !. M q Y Sr inn ediment
q, She Il II IS wlsiisperesi dream
siy hsr M land fall in Ilis :-: