The herald-advance. (Milbank, S.D.) 1890-1922, 1905-01-06

tilda de wick's ears: accordingly I nm
In love with his courage and self
respect. I shall laugh and cry as long
as live, and remember Cymlin Swat
ham,"
1T was too bad OF Cymlin-but very
like him. He has boxed my ears
nor than once"
you are his sister. That Is differ
ent. will never speak to him again.
There, let the matter drop. wish
now, you would either take Stephen
or send him off forever. l am in q
hurry to be gone, and Sir Thomas
also. Go and send Stephen with a
Yes or No to me. I am become in
different which, since you are so much
So"
Many letters were promised on both
sides, and Jane was glad to notice the
eagerness and hope in her friends
voice and name Whatever her
words might assert, it was evident
she looked forward to a great JOY.
And as long as she was with Matilda,
Jane let this same spirit animate her,
her ride home, however, was set to a
more anxious key. She was a little
angry also. Why should Stephen de
Wick intrude his love upon her?
Twice already she had plainly told
him that his suit was hopeless, and
she did not feel grateful for an az
lection that would not recognize its
limits, and was. determined to force
itself beyond them.
She entered Sandys with the spring
all about her; her fair face rosy with
the fresh wind, and her eyes full OF
the sunshine. Cymlin and Stephen
were sitting by the fireside talking of
Irish hounds and of a new bit for res
tive horses which Cymlin had in.
vented.
When Jane entered, Cymlin and
Stephen both rose to meet her. Gym
lin was kind with the condescension
Of a brother. He spoke to her as he
spoke to creatures weaker than him.
self, and kissed her with the air of a
king kissing a subject he loved to
honor. Then he made an excuse to
p%ortunity. The young man had kept
his eye fixed on the beautiful face and
slender form Of the girl he loved. He
vent to her and clasped her hands
and said with a passionate eagerness,
Jane, dearest! l have come again to
ask you to marry me. Say good.
kind word. When you were not as
high as my heart, you did promise to
be my wife. l 70 o did"
stephen, knew not then what
marriage meant. You were as q
brother to me. L love you yet Is
loved you then. | cannot be your wife
/ am already plighted."
ITO Lord Neville. You shall never
marry him. l forbid it. l will hunt
him to the gates of DEATH"
1T is sinful to say such things"
LET my sins alone. | am not in the
humor to be sorry for them. I.say
again, you shall not marry that scoun.
drelly Scot"
He is not what you call him-far
from it,"
II call things by their right names
| call a Scot a Scot, and a scoundrel, q
s%coundrel." He threw her hands fal
from him and strobe up and down the
room, desperate and full Of wrath
You shall marry no man but myself
Before earth and heaven you SHALL
IF God wills, l shall marry Lord
Neville"
"Oh, Jane! / shall go to total ruiz
if you do not marry me-"
"Shall l marry a man who Is not
lord of himself? l will not"
You have made me your enemy
What follows is your own fault"
"'Tis a poor love that turns tt
hatred; and you can do no more thar
you are let do"
You will see. BY my soul, til
truth! Oh, tits. ten thousand pitie.
you will not love mel"
1T is nowise possible, Stephen"
He flung himself into a chair, lait
his arms upon the table and buried
his face in them. go away, then,
he sobbed, Il wish to see your face M
more. For your sake, / will hate al
women forever"
Ito be continued.)