The Marion daily mirror. (Marion, Ohio) 1892-1912, 1907-06-01

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every shade of feeling.
When he left her that evening he
went back to bis hotel and wandered
into the library. He moved aimlessly
from shelf to shelf
you seem to be looking for nothing
in particular" said a man whom he
knew slightly, but If you want an in
teresting book read this
He gave him copy OF the Gil
lingham Letters Richmond thanked
him and took the book to his room.
The next day wore away. Philippa
again sat waiting. Why did he not
come? She had nerved herself to con
fess everything TO him, and she had
| supposed that he would be with her
as usual soon after ten o'clock. She
had told herself that by II all would
be over. She would then know his
T, verdict.
She started to her feet when final
~ there was a knock upon the door
She flew to open it, and Richmond
came in
He held her in his arms, kissing her
again and again.
Darling" he said, presently, Il have
done you a terrible injustice. I want
| to tell you At once and see IL you can
pardon me for having doubted you.
have been reading that book"
A shudder passed over her. He held
| her closer.
There, dear, don't tremble so! I
! know how you feel about it. or
| course | see that the letters, my ia.
! theirs and mothers love letters. must
have been stolen from you, and the
! thief published them. recognized
| them at once, and. Philippa, dear
| thought you had done It. Can you
ever forgive me for such an injustice?
] was very angry, of course. And then
suddenly the truth came to me
cursed myself for not having thought
Of 1t before. They were stolen from
you and you were afraid to tell me.
Why were you afraid, dear? Afraid of
me?"
She did not speak. Presently he
led her to the sofa, and they sat down.
For the second time in her life she
was confronted by a great tempta.
ton.
He believes that they were stolen!"
she thought. "If ! choose | can let
him continue to think SO. All may yet
be well. He will never forgive me IL
he knows the truth. ! can plainly see
that he will never forgive me. Only
little sileuce-only a little lying"
L
that dear face which she had so longed
to see through all these weary years.
She stood very straight, her head
thrown back She had never looked
more beautiful
You were right in your first
thought, she said. The letters were
not stolen from me. sold them.
Wait! Don't move or say word un.
Gil have told you the whole story. |
was desperate for some money. II was
nearly three years ago, soon after you
sailed was in debt-not foolish, use.
less debt, Jack, but for necessities,
actual necessities, oh, Jack! jack
Forgive me, Say something"
His voice, when he did speak, was
unrecogni2ablc. And you did this
thing TO me- and when I came home
you received me as though nothing
had been done. You were not going
to tell me. ! know 1t now only be-
cause ! found II out by chance A
man gave me the book to read last
night. Mere chance"
mol" she interrupted. You are
mistaken, | was going to tell you to.
day. I only allowed myself a days
happlness--"
"Happiness' Is this your idea Of
happness?
1T was as much as I could expect,
being what am, having done what |
did, That was why | asked you to
wait til tomorrow before we should
make any arrangements. ! was afraid
II knew it would make differ
ence and-oh, Jack! Life has been so
hard ! was so poor, and II seemed
such an easy way to make some
money!"
lie looked round vaguely. lie turned
toward the door
Jack" Her voice was like the cry
of forest animal, wounded by the
hunters. Jack! | don't want to de-
fend myself ! can't There Is moth.
ing to say, but did very wrong"
The door opened and closed aud he
was gone, She heard him run down
the stairs, she heard the front door
shut
II was two weeks later Philippa
had spent the day in packing. She
was coins abroad, An opportunity had
arisen for her to go with a friend and
she had seized upon II. Anything was
better she thought, than to remain in
Boston, She could not write, for her
brain, spent with suffering, refused To
do ts work. She felt that her power
had gone from her forever, but she did
not care She was perfectly indiffer-
ent
She heard carriage stop In front
of The house. Then came the knock.
She opened her mouth to speak. but
no sound came. Was she dreaming?
All, no, He was kneeling beside herl
Again she saw his dear face, again
his arms were around her.
"Philippa," he whispered, Il am so