Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1907-01-10
Continued.

A,eea = H~ec on hcr race, and SC they
stood speeches.. so far as words go.
You have comet he said. in low
voice.
She put hers into it. and it was
imprisoned in his eager grasp.
Yes, | have come she said
Are you angry with me for send,
Ing you the message?''
No. she replied Oh. no, no!
But she stopped.
1T was wrong-I know!r he said.
I felt It when ! had got home and
thought of it; but-ah! L wanted to
see you. soon, at once, and did not
know how
7 an glad you sent to me- she
said, SO SIMPLY, SO sweetly, that he
could have gone on his knees to her.
You are painting; win you-will
you go on?" she faltered.
he understood her. She could talk
with less restraint = he worked. He
sat down before the easel, and took
up his brush and the palette. which
ne managed to hold in the finger and
thumb OF his left hand, and painted
blindly for a minute or two: then he
turned to her as she stood beside
MIN, her hands loosely clasped
May | speak now, Lady Norah? i
| have been counting the hours since
1 left you last night. / haze 90
longed to see you--to tell yos,-ah.
you know What can say but that /
love you.s
Norah's hands clasped tightly. and
her breath came and went fitfully.
1T broke from me last night. when
] should not have spoken he went
on, in low voice. that trembled with
eagerness and rang earnestly with
the true ring of pure, whole-souled
love. Il ought not to have spoken
then, butt could not help it: and
now you know it, what will you say
to me?"
He rose, but with a slight gesture
she motioned him to his seat, and he
sat down again, obeying her, and bent
toward her, the sunlight falling on
his shapely head and handsome face.
Were you angry with me last
night? Are you angry now? Have
you come to tell me that was pre-
sumptuous ah, don't speak yet,s for
her lips moved, though no words had
come. DO you think that | have
not thought over it all during the
long hours have lain awake?s Lady
Norah, you cannot feel more acutely
than ! do how unworthy am that
you should cast thought to me-"
Her lips formed a NO. but he
went on. his voice scarcely above a
whisper, his eyes sparkling with more
eloquent pleading even than his livs.
You are the daughter of an earl,
and -" he motioned to the easel
with his brush. Il am a poor painter;
one the world-the world to which
you belong regards as very much
beneath you And it Is right. But
q poor painter may have heart,
and | have given mine to you! |
lay it at your feet. Lady Norah! 1T
is yours to do what you will with-to
accept or refuse"
He stopped, to control his voice.
which his passon had rendered hur-
ried and broken.
I can only say love you. love
you. / have loved you" He stop
ped, and then went on, his voice low
and dreamy, as If he were speaking
from his heart to hers. do YOU
remember the evening you came to
the Court? As your carriage drove
in through the gates stood there
and saw you, and-ahi believe me
the moment | saw you my heart
leaped. 1t seemed to cry out, I
love you.' ! did not know who you
were, but you were the one woman
in all the world for me from that mo
ment; you will be the one woman un-
til die
There we're tears in her eyes,
though she tried to force them back,
and she put up one hand and covered
her eyes for a moment, but she stood
silent, an otherwise motionless.
1T was no passing fancy" he went
on. All that evening could not
forget YOU; and at night 1 stole to the
great house, that l might be near
you And heard you,v he said. his
voice scarcely audible; almost as II
in answer to my prayer. you came
out on the terrace and spoke. not to
me alb, no. know.--but you seemed
to speak to me. All my life has
changed since that moment, for you
have taken possession of 1t. think
Of you all day. your face fits between
me and the canvas. hear your
voice" He paused Lady Norah,
what viii you say 10 ueg VIII you let
me go on loving you-ah, you cannot
help that. must love you,- but win
you try and love me little In re-
turn
Norah's face grew almost white
with the struggle that was rending
her heart; the struggle between the
desire to answer, 4 love You already. Z
and the desire to obey her father
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