Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1907-01-26

And what do you think mamma saidl
Shall l tell you1 Mr.. Bsumgarten can
marry now Those were her words"
Grace spoke with sweet sauciness. o.
cure In the fact that he could not divine
her feeling for him-althouSh she believ'
ed In his lave for her. His answer sur
prised her.
Yes, can marry now," he assented,
still half lost In his, own thoughts.
shall do so-soon. / have only waited
until some preferment should justify It"
You are q bold man, Mr.. Baumgarten,
to make 20 sure of the lady'a consent.
Have you asked herr
No; where was the use until l could
speak to some purpose1 But she has de-
tscted my wishes. am sure Of that: and
there IL no coQustry In Edith"
"EdithY' almost shrieked Lady Grace.
Il beg your pardon l shall not fall"
What have you dons3 You have hurt
yourself -
They had been walking close to the min
iature rocks, and she had seemed to STUN
BILE over a projecting corner. II gave my
ankle a twist. The pain was sharp" she
moaned.
Pray lean on me, Lady Grace; pray
LEI me support you; you are as white a.
death"
He wound his arms gently round her,
and laid her pallid face upon his shout
der; he thought she was going to faint.
For one single moment she yielded TO the
fascination of the beloved resting place.
Oh that it could be hers forever! She
shivered, raised her head, and drew away
from him.
Thank you," she said, family; "ths
now"
Mr. BaumEarten held out his arm, but
she did not take 1t, walking alone with
rapid steps toward the house. At the en-
trance OF the glass door she turned to him.
Il will wish you good evening now"
He held out his hand, but she did not
appear to see it. She ran in, and hs
turned away to depart, thinking che must
Be In great pain.
Lady Grace shut herself in the drawing
room. For a few moments she rushed
about like one possessed, in her torrent
of anger. Then she sat down to her writ
ing desk and dashed off blotted and
hasty note to Lord Avon-which would
just save the post.
Give the living to any one you please,
Harry, but not to Ryle Baumgarten be-
stow 1t where you will, but not to him.
There are reasons why he would be ut
terly UNIT for 1t. Explanations when we
meet"
During this, Mr.. Baumgarten was hast.
ening home, the great news surginE In
his brain. Edith was at the gate, but not
looking for him, of course merely en-
joying the air of the summers night.
That's what she said she was doing when
he camc up. He caught her by the waist
and drew her between the trees and be-
gan to kiss her. She cried out, and gazed
at him in wonder.
Edith, do you think am mad? be-
lieve | am-mad with joy, for the time
has come that may ask you to be my
wife r.
Your wife," she stammered. for in
truth that prospect had seemed farther
off than heaven.
He drew her to him again in the plenti-
tude of his emotion. Her heart beat wild
ly against his, and he laid her face upon
his breast, more fondly than he had laid
another's not long before.
You know how ! have loved you; you
must have seen It, though l would not
speak; but | could not marry while my
income was 20 small. 1t would not have
been right, Edith"
IF you think so-no."
"But, oh, my dearest, may speak
now. Will you be my wife?"
"But-what has .happened?" shs asked.
"Ah, what! Promotion has come to
me, my dear one. ! am ..y-ented to tho
living Of Great Wilton"
"Of Greet Wilton, RyleT"
1T IL quite sure. Lord Avon's mother
ssked him to give It to me, 1t seems, and
he generously complied. Edith, will you
reject me, now l have Great Whittsn ?"
She hid her face. She felt him lovingly
strokins her hair. ~ would not have
rejected you when you had but Littss
Whitten, Ryle."
yours 10 not the first fair face which
has been there this night Edith" he said
In = laughing whisper. II had Lady
Gracs's there but an hour ago
A SILVER seemed to dart through her
heart. Her jealousy OF Lady Grace haa
been almost - powerful as Der l~vs for
Mr.. Bsungsren.
"Gracs said, In a joking kind OF way,
thai her mother had remarked could
marry, now l had Great Wilton. So l
told Grace that l should do Some wsrd
leads to another, you know, Edith, and
that l had only waited for preferment
to marry you, my best love. As was
speaking she managed somehow to twist
her ankle. The pain must have been In.
Il.
and had to hold her to me. But l did
not pay myself for my trouble as am
doing now-with kisses. Edith, my whole
love is yours"
A little more lovemaking. little more
Ing in the soft shade OF tie evening
twilight, and then they went In together
and impaired the great news to Mrs,
Dane.
Ito be continued.)
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