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hiding. watching me. no doubt, to see il the
signs OF weakening he doubtless suspects in
me have significance deep enough to over.
throw his planned revenge. ] know this,
because ! have seen him more than once
during the last week, when he thought him
sell completely invisible. ! have caught
sight OF him in Mr.. Poindexter's grounds
when Eva and J stood talking together in
the window. ! even saw him once in
church, in a dark corner, to be sure, but
where he could keep his eye upon us, sitting
together in Mr. Poindexter's pew. He
seemed TO me thin that day. The suspense
he Is under Is wearing upon him. is II my
duty to cut it short by proclaiming my de-
termination to marry the girl who has
made me forget'it!
LETTER XIII.
Dear Felix
Eva is not pleased with the arrangements
which have been made for our wedding
John Poindexter likes show; she does not.
Which will carry the day
Yours aft,
ENTRY XIII.
She loves me. Oh, ecstasy of lfe Eva
Poindexter loves me. | forced it from her
lips today. With my arms around her and
her head on my shoulder, ! urged her to
confession, and it came. Now let Felix do
what he will! What is old John Poindex-
ter to me? Her father. What are Amos
Cadwalader's hatred and the mortal wrong
that called so loudly for revenge? Dead
issues. long buried sorrows. which God may
remember, but which men are bound to
forget Life, life with her! That is the
future toward which look; that is the
only vengeance will take, the only ven
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angel we believe her | will write to Felix
tomorrow.
LETTER XIV
Dear Felix:
A compromise has been effected. The
wedding will be a quiet one, but not cele
brated here. As you cannot wish to at
tend, | viii not mention the place or hour
of my marriage, only say that on Septem-
Der 9th at p m. you may expect my wife
and myself at your house.
Aft,
Thomas.
ENTRY XIV.
! have not written Felix. had not the
| have had dream thought saw the |
meeting of my father with the white shade
Of Evelyn in the unimaginable recesses of
hat world to which both have gone.
Strange horrors, stranger glories met as
heir separate paths crossed, and when the
.wo forms had greeted and parted, line
If light followed the footsteps of the one
md trail of gloom those of the other.
As their ways divided, heard my father
'ry:.
There is no spot on your garments, Eve
yn Can it be that the wrongs of earth
ire forgotten here? That mortals remem-
,er what the angels forget, and that our
evenge is late for one so blessed?"
| did not hear the answer, for | woke;
airs all day. rs our revenge late for one
o blessed?"
ENTRY XVI.
| have summoned up courage. Felix has
cen here again, and the truth has at last
cen spoken between us. ! had been press {
NJ Eva to name our wedding day, and we
'ere all standing-that is, John Poindex
er, my dear girl, and myself-in the glare {
the drawing-room lights, when heard | t
roam, too faint for other ears to catch, fol- $
WED by light fall from the window over
,oking the garden. 1t was Felix. He had 1
cen watching us, had seen my love, heard a
lie talk of marriage, and must now be in i
he grounds in open frenzy, or secret salts a
4ction, it was hard to tell which. Deter Il
lined to know, determined to speak, ex- d
lsed myself on some hurried plea, and Ii
arched the paths he knew as well as |. v
( last | came upon him. He was stand "
q near an old dial, where he had more "
ian once seen Eva and me together. He
as very pale, deathly pale, it seemed to t,
e, in the faint starlight shining upon that "
zen place; but he greeted me as usual "