The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1907-03-21
The Minister'S Wife
CHAPTER xv.-(oontInued.)
By MRS. HENRY WOOD

After tea they dispersed about the Two
rooms which opened to each other. One
of the girls sat down to the piano, the
Others gathered round it. Sir Everard
strolled toward the other room. Mary
sat on sofa, apparently lost in thought,
and Charles Baumgarten stood under
meath the chandelier, with an open book.
Sir Everard sat down by Mary.
1T has been a long separation, Mary"
he whispered. Did you think was ney-
er coming?"
Yes, it has been long" she family said
Her hands were trembling her heart was
beating she spoke-and looked-as If
she were frightened.
but from no fault of mine," he re-
turned Had you permitted regular
correspondence, you would have known
this"
hasty glance had shown him that
no one was looking. Charles Baumgar-
ten, buried in his book, stood with his
back toward them; the rest were round
the piano, singing. He bent his face
down to Mary's and his lips touched her
cheek.
"Oh, don'tl don't !" she shrinkingly ut
tered.
NAY, my dearest, would you deny 1t
to me? 1t is a reward long waited for.
She gasped for breath as she stood up
and caught the corner of the mantelplece
Her face had turned painfully white
again.
The song over, the conversation became
general, and presently Sir Everard rose
to leave.
Twill you tell Lady Grace, with my
kind regards that l anticipate the pleas
ure of seeing her tomorrow" said Sir
Everard to Charles, as he held out his
hand.
Charles did not choose to see the hand,
and he replied, coldly and stifly: Il do
not reside with Lady Grace, and shall
not be likely to meet her tonight or to-
morrow"
HE has his mothers PRIDE" thought
Sir Everard. But Sir Everard was mis-
taken.
Mary slipped out of the room after
ward, and she had not returned to 1t
when Charles said goodnight.
AS he passed a small parlor, on his way
out, usually devoted to the studies and
pursuits of the young ladies, Charles ear
caught the sound of something very ike
a sob. He halted and looked in. There
were no candles in the room, but the fire
was blazing away, and in its light stood
Mary. He went in and shut the door be-
hind him. She smoothed the traces of
tears from her face, but could not hide
its CHASTITY look. Charles turned white
also, and confronted her upon the old, |
worn hearthrug
1.-THE time for concealment has passed, |
Mary, as it seems to me" he began. we |
have gone on, like two children, making |
believe to hide things from one another.
This is the awaking What is to be
done? You cannot act lie, and marry |
that man %
"Oh, Charles, what are you sayingT
she uttered, in a wailing tone. Il would
rather die"
"Yes, for you love me-nay, don't |
tell you the time for concealment is
over, and this night is the awakening?
You love me-and oh, my darling! how
l love you 1 cannot stay now to tell. Nor
need l. for you have known it without my
telling you"
81 am terrified" she whispered. 81
am nearly terrified to death at the thought
of what is before me- Think of the wrong
/ have done to him"
And l think of my position, my pow
erty," returned Charles Baumgarten. IF
l spoke to your father he would turn me
out of the house and keep me out of it.
We have just gone on, living in FOOLS
paradise, Mary, shutting our eyes to the
future"
mot a word must be breathed to my
father" she whispered eagerly.
would you marry Everard WilmotT
sharply cried Charles Baumgarten. But
that l forced control upon myself with
an iron will, 1 should have struck him
when he kissed you tonight"
She cried out with pain. "You saw 1t,
them"
saw it? 1 felt it. Felt it as if it had
been sharp steel, piercing my heart. oh,
the curse of poverty! seem to be help
less in the matter. Mary, l can only
trust in you"
"a dim idea came over me, while / 6
sat with him on the sofa, of speaking to I
him." she said, in a tone of abstraction. /
but 1 don't know how 1 could do it. !
He is so good a man, so honorable, so {
kindly; one of those men you may trust.
[ wish he had never taken it in his head !
to ask me to marry him 1 wish had .
followed my own impulse at the time +
and declined him." +
Eve have nearly our whole lives be- 8
'ore us, Mary, and they must not be sac d
'ificed to misery" he urged. "Mary, you 7
must wait for me; know 1 shall get q
m" 4
leave me to think it over for to- j.
light" she answered. 81 must try and a
zee what ought to be done-and do it." a
He put his arm around her to kiss "
Ter; but she started away. Charles, a
t present, remember, l am engaged to a.
i'm p b,
1t was Of no use. 81 must take away n
be one that he left" whispered Baumgar-
en-. a
CHAPTER XVI. VI
Mary Dynevor lay awake the whole Il
light, thinking over what she ought to do. II
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