Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1906-07-19

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"Why-why,' she murmured, softly
and slowly. why should you go?"
''Why?" he echoed. ooh. do you
ask me in mockery, Leola? l tell you
that | love you'll love you."
"You-love-me. murmured Leola,
lingeringly, as if there were some sub
tie music in the words.
Il love you," he repeated. Il love
you with all my heart and soul, and
that is why must go. Would you
have me stay to be tortured by an
other mans happiness? Would you
have me stay?"
YES" she said, raising her hand.
You will not be tortured"
What do you mean?" he demand
ed, grasping her arm, almost fiercely.
Stay" she said, almost inaudibly
Stay! Is it possible? Do you
know what meaning / might in my
madness, attach to your words? Leola,
do not mock me, You would not
say stay unless you-you loved mel"
STAY" she murmured again.
"Leola," he breathed, lis it pos
sible that yos love me?"
Eyes, | love you" she said.
Forgive me, my darling-my
queen!" he murmured But think
what it must be to me to know that
you love mel"
Does 1t seem so stranger" whis-
pered Leola, looking up at his hand
some face, pale no longer, but
flushed and alight with a passionate
joy. did you never suspect that
that l loved you?"
Never" he replied. How should
/? You, the beautiful mistress of
Lorme Abbey. the idol of the county,
to fall in love with the manager of
your farm? Preposterous! Why,
am half inclined to feel ashamed of
you myself" and he smiled as he
smoothed her hair with a lingering,
caressing touch. why, think" he
went on, rallying her what might
you not have been. There is the
duke who they say, is never tired of
talking of you! Duchess of Forth
shire! Then there is Lord Beaumont
-ah, what agony / have endured in
connection with him. Think-Lady
Beaumont-and then the Countess of
Howth. Does not that sound well ?"
CHAPTER XIV.
Leola nestled little closer.
Il like Mrs. Cyril Kingsley better,
she whispered, almost inaudibly.
And what will the world say. do
you think" he went on, when it
hears that you have put aside peer
age-a dukedom, perhaps-for sim
pie yoeman?-what will it say do you
think? And do you think you will be
brave enough to face it's incredibly
and ridicule?"
What has the world to do with
me?" she said, her voice ringing low
and sweet. 1T did not concern itself
much with the poor, helpless girl who
was starving"
Hush, my darling!" he murmured,
with twinge of pain.
who was starving in a miserable
lodging house in Camden Town." she
went on, disregarding him. 81 care
as little for the world now as it cared
for me then"
And If 1t were otherwise, do you
think me so little so mean as to heed
what people say? Cyril"-and she
chung to him-"they say that it is
only one who loves; the other al
lows himself or herself to be loved.
Tell me that is not true. If it is I
shall be afraid. / am afraid to let
you know how much love you,"
Over Cyril's face came grave,
solemn light.
MY darling!" he murmured, show
dark our lives would have been
how mean and of little account-if we
had not come together. Think! If
had never seen you 1t might so have
been ordered"
and I might not have known you.
oh, Cyril, it is terrible thought.
did not live, not really live, until
met you that morning In the park
Do you know that while you were
standing in the moonlight, watching
the house, was feeling so lonely. so
desolate amidst all my great and sud.
den wealth, that l could have cried
aloud for some one friend, some soul
to love me? And you were outside!
must have known ii, don't you think?
Do you remember looking up? / saw
you, Cyril"
What made me look up?" he said.
Surely there was some mysterious
influence at work. |, too, was lone
ly, friendless, stranger and wan
derer, and the old house seemed to
frown forbiddingly at me until |
heard your voice singing the Ave
Mara Then fingered as If / was
fated to linger. until saw your face
1t the window. Leola, | must have
felt drawn toward you from that mo-
ment-from that night you have
never been from my thoughts"
lis that true?" she murmured, with
tender joy. And IL know now
why used to wait for your coming.
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