Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1908-01-17

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POPE Plus x.
her case and that Of the girl who de-
liberately deserted husband and child
to fly with Jasper Hatton back to the
circus ring? You dare not tell me
that you do! Her protests against my
marriage with you are as false as her
self Shall 1 allow you to sacrifice
our happiness to her vengeance and
jealousy?-never! You have prom
| ised me your hand, Jetta-I will new
er give you up, nor release you, under
any circumstances, from your engage
ment"
She trembled as she answered.
"All that you say only convinces
me that 1 must leave the island at
once-that l must put the world be-
twixt myself and you. Basil. 1 never
can, | never will, marry you while
Bees mother lives. tell you again, as
told you last night-you may break
my heart. but not my resolution. /
must go away to some spot where
you will never see-never hear of me
mOre." :.
And where will you find that spot?"
he demanded. flercely. Not on this
side of the grave! Whittier you go, I
will follow"
Nov you are unkind, ungenerous-
unlike yourself" she sobbed. IN this
battle the odds must ever be against
me- leave you. Basil, because it is
right that should do So"
Right that you should cast me from
Heaven down to perdition? Right that
you should utterly lay waste my life?
You have small comprehension OF the
love l bear you if you think 1 will sub
NIT to such a fate"
The wavery autumn sunshine, peer
ing through the small panes OF the IL
brary windows, struck mournfully on
the wan faces of the two lovers. Jetta
Ravenel looked, as though seeking
some avenue of escape. All the heart
within her-a passionate, southern
heart that, like a flower, had wakened
to life under the ardent sun Of his
gray eyes-reached after this man; but
an iron hand seemed holding her back
from him. Her visit to the Inlet house,
all that she had seen and heard there,
still pressed upon her like a night
mare horror
Basil" she gasped. II cannot talk
of it now. Let US face the inevitable
with courage. Your fate can be no
sadder than my own. You are going
away this morning in pursuit of Bee?"
Yes" he answered, gloomily.
A spasm of pain contracted her pale,
sweet lips.
"Ah, poor little Bee! I see now that
my presence at Tempest Island has
been disastrous to you all. No attempt
was made to carry away the child I'LL
I came-none might ever have been
made but for me. have provoked this
crisis-another reason why 1 should
60"
The haggard reproach Of his look
made her shrink.
Your argument is a poor one, so far
as it concerns me, Jetta, since no trou-
BILE, no possible disaster, can equal that
of separation from you. Oh, girl girl!
how can you be so stubborn, so deter
mined. when you know that you are
breaking my heart? Bee may go-l
will not leave this spot to search for
her-the whole world may go, unless
you swear that you will stay on the
Tempest till 1 return to it."
"Oh. be calm!" she entreated. go,
and look for Bee-go at once! You
have no right to delay moment. Yes,
YES, | will stay at the Hall till you
come back-I will not leave the place
till YOU bring the child promise
faithfully"
He snatched her to his heart and
pressed his lips to hers.
NO more than this? Will you prom
ise no more, Jetta?"
Il must not-I cannot!'
| "Ah, you are a woman, and there-
fore 1t is not possible that you can
slay both your own heart and mine!
If I did not believe this, no power on
earth should tear me from the Tenn
pest. | would not leave you if thou
sand voices of duty called. Oh, my
dearest! be merciful to me and to your
self! Oh, my dearest. keep faith with
YOUR lover, and when l return. COO
grant that you may be less cruel, and
| less wretched!"
II was well that his arms fell away
from her with the last word, for ne
was taxing her powers of endurance
to the utmost. She could not look long
er in that splendid, reproachful race
and keep her determined front. He
went out in silence and closed the Ii
brary door
Half an hour after, SIMPSONS cat
boat was dancing over the blue water
toward Whithaven. bearing the island
lord. who looked back. again and
again. with troubled, anxious eyes, to
the old Hall on the wooded slope, where
he had left the woman that he loved
When and where would he meet her
Iagain?
To be Continued