Troy weekly news. (Troy, Idaho) 1897-1933, 1907-03-22
IA The Minister'S Wife 4
III By MRS. HENRY WOOD
BY MRS. HENRY WOOD


as when she had gone to rest.
The subdean was engaged that evening
to a clerical dinner, and Miss Dynevor
departed with her neces. They had
scarcely gone when Sir Everard Wilmot
entered And now came Mary's task.
She did not know how to begin it. She
was absent and agitated. Sir Everard
could not fail to observe her strangeness
of manner. What is the matter?" he
inquired
A strange, wild rush of red illumined
her cheek, and she clasped her hands
tightly one over the other; so tightly as
to cause pain, had her mind been at ease;
then she got up and stood by the fire;
all in the effort to nerve herself to her
task it must be done. Now, or never.
Il have a communication to make to
you, Sir Everard-"
''Sir Everard ~ he interrupted, stand
ing near her.
And l don't know how to do it," she
continued, unmindful of the reproof.
HAD you been any other than-than-
what you are, | could not have made 1t.
l have been very wicked very wrong.
have let things go on, suffering you to be-
leve that l woud-that | was going to
marry you; and | find l cannot do So"
A dead pause. Sir Everard thought
that he had never seen any one so con-
fused so painfully agitated.
II do not understand you," he said.
But I think you had better sit down."
he added gently leading her to the sofa,
on which he took place beside her.
1T is your coming home which has
awakened me-" she continued, scarcely
knowing what she spoke. Indeed, l did
not mean to do wrong or to act dshon-
oraby but when you came yesterday
evening-then-I found-that l could not
marry you. Let me tell you ALL she
resumed, gathering some courage now the
ice is broken, as nervously sensitive peo-
pie will do. II found / did not love you
that it would be wrong to myself, and
doubly, doubly wrong to you, If | fulfilled
my engagement and married you; and
lay awake all night, thinking what ought
to be my course. l did not dare tell papa !.
he is very severe; and decided to
| tell you; to ask you to give me up. 1t
is what l am now trying to ask you to
do. Oh, Sir Everard," she added, burst
| ing into tears, Il do like and esteem you
very much and it nearly breaks my heart
to have to say this
you must forgive me if l repeat that
| do not understand you," he said, in a
low, kind tone, land your last words lesl
than all. You like and esteem me- but
you do not love me? | am quite content
TO take the esteem and the liking, Mary !;
to trust that the love will follow"
1T never WILL" she almost vehemently
answered, lifting her eyes to his for a
moment in her eagerness- ut cannot do
| So"
You love another -
"Oh, forgive me-" she whispered. at
was not willingly done; it seems to have
come on without my having been aware
of it, He did not know it, ether--until
last night when you came. At least-at
least-he had never spoken of it."
"You have betrayed yourself. / sus-
pect unwittingly. You speak of Mr..
Baumgarten Why did you accept me? ?"
why, indeed !" she murmured But
| did not know that ! was doing wrong.
liked you very much, / admired and
respected you; you were so different, 80
superior to the frivolous men we mostly
meet. 1t is true did not love you, and
even then l knew that / liked-only liked.
mind-Charles Baumgarten; but
thought it would all come right in the
future. l was acting in species of
dream or bewilderment, which was the
effect your offer had upon me. | had
taken wrong view of your frequent visits
to us. / fancied you came for the sake
of Gertrude Baumgarten."
Gertrude Baumgarten !" he repeated
in a curious information. Gertrude would
not have cared for me. Nonsense, Mary
She was rapt in that Italian prince-who
had more money than brains.'
Mary shook her head "She did not
care for him; and when he asked her to
be his wife she refused. After it was all
over-I mean when had accepted you
and we were away, and on our return
home again, an idea came over me that it
was you Gertrude had really cared for. |
was not sure and | judged it better not
to continue the train of thought; but this
| know-Gertrude has never been quite
the same girl since. / suppose l ought
not to tell you this; l fear / am forget
ting myself in more ways than one"
Everard Wilmot paused. do you
know, Mary" he said, that this commu-
nication in regard to yourself places me
in a very painful position?"
81 can only throw myself upon your
generosity; only plead for your forgive
| ness"
''You wish me to understand that you
and Mr.. Baumgarten are irrevocably at
tached to one another? Then will it not
be better to tell the simple truth to DR.
Dynevor? | do not suggest this to avert
unpeasantness to myself, but"
1T is the very thing that must not be
DONE" she interrupted, in agitation
Charles Baumgarten is as yet too poor
to ask for me, and papa would go wild al
the bare idea of it. He, of course, con