Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1908-09-23

A Aez No, be said, shaking his
head tauntingTy. Il have known ic
Tor weeks past It is in every London
paper. But that is nothing as be
tween you and mel stand BY my
bond. Tomorrow the boys tate lies
in your hands or in that Of the police.
I have no more to say await your
answer | do not even demand It to-
night-no doubt you would be"
She arose, while and calm, her eyes
fixed on him
II say l await your answer TIL
tomorrow. Acts, not words, l require.
Fulfill your part Of the bargain, and I
viii fulfill mine"
As he spoke he folded the forged
bill which, in his excitement, had
blown open, and put it slowly into his
pocket again; then he wiped his brow
and looked at her, biting his lip
moodily.
VIII you come with me now, he
said or viii you wait and consider
your course OF action?7
His question seemed to rouse her;
she raised her head and disregarded
his preferred arm, went slowly past
TO the house.
He followed her for few steps,
then stopped, ana with his head On
his breast, went toward the cliffs
His fury had expended itself, and left
confused, bewildering sensation be-
hind For the time il really seemed,
as he said, that his bafFled love had
turned to hate But as he thought OF
her, recalling her beauty his hate
shrank back and returned to its OBJ
ject.
Curse HIM" he Kissed, at is he
who has done this! If he had noc
come tonight this would not have
happened. Curse him. From the
first he has stood in my path. Let
her go. To him! Never! No, to-
borrow she shall be mine in spite
II him, she cannot draw back, she
will mott"
Then his brain cleared: he began
to upbraid himself for his violence.
Fool, fool!' he muttered, hoarsely, as
he climbed the path, scarcely needing
where he went, Il have lost her love
foreyer Why did l not bear with
her a few hours longer? | have
borne with her so long that l should
have borne with her to the end! Il
was that cry Of hers that maddened
me! Heaven TO think that she
should love him So that she should
have chung to him so persistently, him
whom she had not seen for months,
and keep her heart steeled against
me who have hung about her like
slave! But l will be her slave no
longer, tomorrow makes me her mas
ter"
AS he muttered this sinister threat,
he found that he had reached the end
Of the cutting that had been made y
the cliff, and turned mechanically.
The wind was blowing from the sea,
and the sound of the waves rose from
the depths beneath, crying hoarsely
and complainingly as if in harmony
with his mood He paused a moment
and looked down abstractedly
Il would rather have her lying dead
there" he muttered, than that there
should be a chance of her going back
to him. No, he shall never have her
Tomorrow shall set that fear at rest
forever. Tomorrow" With ioug
breath he turned from the edge Of the
cliff, to descend. but as he did so he
felt a hand on his arm. and looking
up he saw the thin. frail figure OF the
boy standing in the path.
He was so wrapt in his own
thought. that he was startled, and
made movement to throw the hand
oil roughly, but it stuck fast. and with
an effort to command himself, he
said
Well, what are you doing up here?
AS he put the question, he saw BY
the fading light that on the boys face
the beautiful, fatal flush of red was abb
sent
You are not fit to be out at this
time of night" he said, harshly
What are YOU doing up here?'
The boy looked at him. still retain
Ing his hold. aud standing in his path.
q have come to speak to you, Jas.