The Prince George's enquirer and southern Maryland advertiser., 1910-11-18

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thoughtful.
Mother is brave" she said to her.
self: "but she's pining for him all the
same. II wish he would come
home. Six years and a half-it is
almost a lifetime!"
She sighed little, and then, as her
path lay past the church yard, she un-
consciously turned in and walked on
till she reached the Derriman vault.
"Poor Dorothy!" she thought, sad
iy, tears rising to her eyes as the
past grew clear; "if only she had
trusted me, had asked me to help her,
perhaps that secret would never have
been so terrible. and she would have
been spared"
"Halloo! Miss Enid, moralizing in
graveyard. Come, this will never
do!"
1t was DR.. Waters who spoke. He
was riding past in the lane below,
and pulled up his horse. He looked
hale and hearty.
Il was thinking Of Dorothy" Enid
said. as she rose and went toward
him. $780,.
"Ah' sad thing! Beautiful crea-
ture! The last one in the world one
would have imagined to end as she
did! I warned her myself that night
of the dinner. Do you remember?
Would Enid ever forget?
"She was drinking then" DIR. Wat
1t will always be mystery to me why
a high born woman, with everything
to make her happy, should have had
such depraved tastes"
Enid made no answer. She felt
that poor Dorothy had flown to this
fatal habit from desperation and fear;
but that could never be told.
And when is the earl coming
back?-you don't know"
DR.. Waters shook his head.
Don't sit there any loager-it is
too cold; move on, my dear" And,
suiting the action to the word, he
touched up his horse and rode sharp
ly away.
Enid reused herself with sigh
from her sad thoughts, and walked
on to the hall.
Her visit paid to both her cousins
and Mrs. Cullam, she commenced to
retrace her steps.
1t was growing dark, and she had a
long way to go, so she called up all
her energies and started briskly.
"a week only to Christmas!" she
said to herself, as she hurried on;
II must begin my small presents for
the children next week. I shall give
those pink flannels to- OH"
She came to a standstill after this
sudden exclamation, and then her
heart began to beat wildly. There
right in front of her-was a tall
mans figure, which even In the dim
light she knew could only belong to
one man.
Have I frightened you, Enid ,"
asked Gervais, eagerly, as he grasped
her hands.
"You-you surprised mel" she an
swered; then shaking off her nervous
ness. Have you fallen from the
clouds?"
mo! I arrived an hour and a half
ago in a village fly: there is nothing
supernatural about me. I nearly
frightened my mother out of her
wits; and then I must needs come to
meet you. and do the same thing!"
II am not frightened" Enid said,
tremulously; only very, very glad!
her heart whispered.
His bright, cheerful voice, the Wig
orous clasp Of his hand, told her he
was better, and that he no longer
wasted his life in useless mourning
over what could never be changed.
"Do you know you have grown"
he said, suddenly; you are most
magnificent young woman now!"
Enid laughed shyly
Am -" she asked, and then there
was silence between them as they
walked swiftly on.
Il have come home for good and
all, Enid" Gervais observed. after
awhile.
YES" she answered.
Il have been selfish" he went on.
forgetting that my mother is no
longer young and needs me-"
She will he happy, 1 know" the
girl murl~rsd.
And you, are you glad?"
yes" she said, simply. Il am
glad"
Gervais hesitated; the lights of
Bromley were twinkling in the dis
tance.
Enid" he said in low, uncertain
way, Il have no right to ask you the
question, but l want to hear the truth
from your lips. When-when are
you and Dare to be married?"
Enid started and then trembled.
You are-are mistaken" she
managed to get out. Il am not"
You are not vexed with me?" he
exclaimed, quickly.
II am not going to marry Mr.
Broughton," she cried, in despera'
ton.
What" Gervais stopped and
looked at her. Enid, is this true?'
She only nodded her head.
why are you not going to marry
Dare?"
Enid turned away.
Because II do not think II
| wise"
"Is it because you love some one
| else? Oh, Enid, forgive mel"
There is nothing to forgive" she
murmured, family.
Gervais said no more, only drew
her hand through his arm, and then
as if urged by some strong emotion
| he released it again
No" he said, almost to himself
| Il must know. Enid, be gentle witt
me. You are not going to MARI!
Dare. Is it because you love some
/ one else-it it-oh, my darling, is i
because you love me-"
/ She breated a word so low he hae
| to stoop to catch it.
"Yes."
With an eager cry Of Joy h
| clasped her in his arms and kissed
| her.
"Fnid Sbou1d hava baap hor.