The Olneyville times. (Olneyville [Providence, R.I.]) 1887-1917, 1911-12-15

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soft dusk, the peace. the faint sug-
gestion OF incense, the lighted candles
in honor Of the Christmas season
on the altar, and dotted about among
the quaint little oriental figures OF
the crib" or "presciplo." all seemed
unreal. mirage of peace In the pres
ence of great danger. The rushing
noise. like an advancing tidal wave.
grew louder. From the doorway
through which he had Just come Belle
yer could see what was happening.
He saw a huge flying boulder strike
the roof of the hotel crush 1t in, and
break away the wall beneath, as X
, the solid. ancient structure, which had
weathered the storms OF 500 years.
had been a house of cards. set up by
the hands OF a child.
For a moment he believed that the
whole building would go. and the girl
he loved with IT, But he heard the
thunder of the landslide as 1t swept
down to the sea, engulfing the Santa
| Caterina as il went and throwing
! towering wall Of water that rushed
in upon the beach. Then great ST.
| lence fell, broken only by the far
away shouting OF human voices
sounding strangely small and feeble
after natures savage uproar Moth
| ing more happened. They were saved.
Lesley had clung to him speechless.
| almost breathless, and Believer had
clasped her tightly, hardly knowing
how tightly. But now he gently re-
leased her. AS be did so, she fell
away from him, half fainting. and he
caught her again, with his arm
round her waist
For heavens sake, tell me that
| you're not hurt-that no stone struck
| you as we came" he stammered.
No" she whispered, for all
strength was gone from her. and she
could not speak aloud. "No-but you
there's streak of blood on your
| forehead Oh, how can / ever forgive
myself? You might have been killed.
II was all-all my fault. was
wretch. You ought to have gone and
left me-"
I'D rather have been killed than do
that" said Believer. He had forgot
ten to let her go. She had forgotten
to draw herself away, and so they
still stood together. these two enc
mics, she leaning slightly against
| him. he with his arm round her waist.
"Oh, why do you say that7" she
| faltered II was so obstinate-so
wicked. | deserved anything. | won
der you cared"
But. you see. loved you" said
| Believer, quite simply. IF the end
had to come I wanted II to come for
me, too" 1t did not seem in the least
strange that he should be telling her
this, though she had never seen him
until yesterday and had refused to
speak TO him this morning. They had
known each other always, now, and
they could never go back TO being
strangers again.
She did not answer, or even appear
surprised but. when her eyes left his
they wandered all about the chapel.
thinking how beautiful It looked and
how sacred II seemed and how good
II was to be there.
81 hope" she began: but what she
hoped Believer was not to know. for
a pale woman appeared at the door
leading into the chapel from the ho-
tel opposite the entrance from the
cloisters. and at the sight OF the two
figures standing together in the Jew
eled twilight broke into sobs
Iesley-thank heaven!" she ejacu-
lated i've searched everywhere for
you. They tried to keep me from COM
ing back to the house. but | would"
Lesley ran to her mother. He
saved my life" she said.
The elder woman held out both her
hands TO him.
How can I thank your" she cried.
by forgiving me-if you will" He
spoke to her. but he looked at Lesley.
I'VE start newly from this mo-
ment." said the girl. Her eyes were
wonderfully soft and sweet In the
chapers dusk. jeweled by the candle
lights.
Come away quickly" implored her
mother. who knows yet II IL Is safe
even here? II has all been so sud
den. so horrible. I saw everything
from the terrace-the peasants fall
ing over the cl.ff from above. the fish
ing boats crushed-oh. I shall dream
OF Il always. Signore Vozzi says.
even II all Is we'll after this. every
one must leave the hotel as soon as
we can get our things together Do
come!"
She turned toward the door again.
drawing Lesley with her. Believer FOL
lowed and at the door Lesley turned
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