Richmond daily palladium. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1905-1906, 1906-02-15

fs~H : nothing. nothing !" TIE
world save my love for you. and the
chance that has given me the power 10
force You to be mine What a fury
and tempest love produces, It makes
an honorable man of the knave. a
rascal of the man of honor; it has top
pied thrones. DESTROYED nations. oblit-
Grated races Well, I have become
a rascal Mademoiselle you must be-
come my wife, He lifted his hand
some head resolutely.
Without giving him so much as a
glance. she swept past him and sank
on her knees at her fathers side, TAX
ing his hands by the wrists and press
ing them down from his face.
Father, tell him he lies. Tell him
he lies," All. the entreaty. the love,
the anxiety, the terror that blended
her tones!
He strove to look away.
Father. you are all I have" she
cried brokenly. Look at met Look
at me and tell him that he lies.
You will not look at me? God have
mercy On me, it is true them" She
rose and spread her arms toward
heaven to entreat God to witness her
despair. Il did not think or know that
such base things were done . . That
these loving hands should have helped
to encompass my fathers dishonor,
his degradation! For money!
What is money? You knew, father,
that what was mine was likewise
yours. Why did you not tell me? I
should have laughed; we should have
begun all over again; l could have
earned living with my music; we
should have been honest and happy.
And now! And l drew those
plans with heart full of love and hap
piness. Oh, it is not that you gambled,
that you have foolishly wasted a
fortune; it is not these that hurt
here, her heart. cit is the
knowledge that you. my father, should
let me draw those horrible things. 1t
hurts! All, how it hurts!" A sob
choked her. She knelt again at her
parents side and flung her arms around
the unhappy, wretched man. Father.
you have committed crime to shield
a foolish act. / know, know! What
you have done you did for my sake,
to give me back what you thought
was my own. Oh, how well l know
that you had no thought of yourself;
1t was all for me, and thank God for
that. But something has died here.
something here in my heart. / have
been so happy! too happy! My
poor father!" She laid her head
against his breast.
"My heart is broken! Would to
God that ] might die!" Annesley
threw one arm across the back of the
chair and turned his face to his sleeve.
Karloff. thousand arrows of regret
and shame and pity qnivering 10 his
heart. viewed the scene moodily, dog
gedly. No. he could not go back: there
was indeed wall behind him: pride.
"Well. Mademoselle?"
She turned, still on her knees.
"You say that if do not marry you.
you will ruin my father, expose him."
Eyes" -thinly.
Listen. I am proud woman, yet
will beg you not to do this horrible
thing-force me into your arms. Take
everything, take all that is left; you
can not be SO utterly base as to
threaten such a wrong. See!"-ex-
tending her lovely arms. 81 am on
my knees to you!"
my daughter!" cried the father.
do not interrupt me. father: he
will relent; he is not wholly without
pity"
"No. no! No, mol" Karloff ex-
claimed, turning his head aside and
repelling with his hands. as if he would
stamp out the fires of pity which, at
the sound of her voice, had burst
anew in his heart. II will not give
you up!"
She drew her sleeves across her eyes
and stood up. All at once she wheeled
upon him like lioness protecting it's
young. In her wrath she was as
magnificent as the wife of Aeneas at
the funeral pyre of that great captain.
"She knew! That was why she asked
me all these questions; that is why
she exacted those promises! Mrs
Chadwick knew and dared not tell me.
And | trusted You as friend. as a
gentleman, as man of honor!" Her
laughter rang out wildly. And for
these favors you bring dishonor!
Shame! Shame! Your wife? Have you
thought we'll Of what you are about to
do?"
so well.' he declared, that shall
proceed to the end, to the very end"
How beautiful she was! And mad
desire urged him 10 spring to her,
crush her in his arms. and force upon
her lips thousand mad kisses!
Have you weighed well the conse-
quences
Upon loves most delicate scales"
Have you calculated what manner
of woman | am?"-with subdued fierce
ness.