The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1910-11-10

| meet him. He was smiling.
Don't you know that you could
easily get rid of me?" he de-
manded. "Cresgy would be too glad
to do It for you; and there are more
ways than one that l could get the
sapphire from you, if I could face the
idea of it-but really, really we care
too much for each other. There's only
one way out for you and me and the
sapphire. I'll take you both"
Her clenched hands opened and fell
at her sides. A great wave of help
lessness flowed over her. Her eyes,
her throat filed up with a rush of
binding tears. She put out her hands,
trying to thrust him off, but he took
the wrists and held them apart, and
held her a moment helpless before
him.
"Oh, no." she whispered.
"But I love you"
Her head fell back. She looked at
him as If he had spoken the incred-
ible.
81 love you," he repeated, though
God knows how it has happened!"
The blood rushed to her heart.
He was drawing her nearer.
She felt his breath upon her face;
she saw the image of herself in his
eyes. She started to herself on the
edge of danger, and made a struggle
to release her wrists. He let them
go. She sank down into her chair.
"Why not? Why won't you go with
me?" she heard him say again, still
close beside her.
"T can't, l can't!" She clung to
the words. but for the moment she
had forgotten her reasons. She had
forgotten everything but the wonder
fTl fact that he loved her. He was
tncre within reach, and she had only
to stretch out her hand, only to say
one word. and he would cut through
the ranks of her perplexities and ter.
rors, and carry her away.
why not, if you love me?" he in.
sisted. Are you afraid of those peo,
pie? Are you afraid of Cressy? He
| shall never come near you"
She shook her head. mo, it isn't
that"
He stopped and looked into face.
"Then what keeps you?"
She looked up slowly.
"My honor"
"Your honor!" For a moment her
answer seemed to have him by sur
prise He unused, and again it came
dreamily back to her that he was
looking at her across a vast differ.
ence no will of hers could ever bridge.
Don't you see what I amp" she
murmured. Cant you imagine where
l stand in this hideous business? It's
my trust I'm on their side; and, oh,
in spite of everything, can't make
myself believe in giving it to you'll"
He pondered this very gravely.
Eyes, l can see how you might feel
that way. But is the feeling really
yours? Are you sure they haven't
put it on you? Might not my honor
do as we'll for you, if you were mine?
1t struck her she had never connected
him with honor, and he read her
thought with, fash of humor. "Evi
dently it hasn't occurred to you that
l have an honor"
She looked at him sadly. "In spite
of everything I'm on the other side
/ belong to them"
1"You belong to me-" His hand
closed on her. Mine is the only honor
you have to think of. Can't you trust
that I am right? Can't you see II
through my eyes? Can't you make
yourself all mine?" His arm was
around her now, holding her fast, but
she turned her face away, and his
kisses fell only on her cheek and
hair.
"Oh," she cried, "f only l could"
Don't you love me?"
"Oh, yes, but that makes me see
all the more, the dreadful difference
between u.s."
"You silly child, there is no differ
ence, really"
"Ah, yes, you know it as we'll as
I. You were afraid of it, too. AL
that long time you were walking