Alexandria gazette. [volume] (Alexandria, D.C.) 1834-1974, 1911-12-16
soul, in the steadfastness OF her il

pregnable heart.
But it's doubtful if ever ne had an
alyzed his passion for her so minute.
ly. Mostly, think, at that moment OF
her abrupt disclosure to him, he long
ed unutterably for her lips and the
proffered wreath round his neck of her
slim, round, white arms.
Yet he would not. Trembling though
he was, with every instinct and every
fiber OF his being straining toward her,
with the hunger for her keen pain in
his heart, he held himself back; or his
conception of honor held him back.
That which he had Voluntarily forfeit.
ed and put away from him for his hon,
or's sake, he would not take. back
though it were offered freely to him.
49," he said, after a bit, shakily;
then pulled himself together, and
controlling his yoice-"So twas your.
self, after all, Beatrix! Me heart told
me no other woman could have sung
that song as We did"
The woman dropped her arms "Your
heart, Terence?" she asked little bit
terly.
what else? Do ye doubt it?'
She shook her head sadly, wistful.
~. How do Iknow? How can tell =?
Surely, dear, no two people were ever
happier than we-yet within a year
from our wedding you you left
me, ran away from me. ;. Why"
"Well We know why, dearest, and
well We know twas love of ye alone
that drove me from we. Could let
1t DO said We had q husband who was
incapable Of supporting ye? Could l
let it be said that your husband lived
like a leech upon your fortunes?
Faith, didn't l have to go for your
sake?"
NO." sho dssented with second
weary shake Of her pretty head; II
think it was love of yourself, 4 little,
Terence-that and your pride.
!. Why should any OF our world
have guessed you were not the rich
man you fancied yourself when we
Were married? Who would have told
them that your landed heritage in
Ireland had turned out profitless? Not
], my dear"
Il know that" he contended stub
bornly, but | know, too, sooner or
later it would have come out, and
they would have said: There she
goes with her fortune-hunter the adj
yenturer who married her for her
money"
"And If SO? What earthly differ
encc could it make to us. sweetheart?
What can gossip matter to us--if you
love me?"
"1f!" he cried, almost angrily. "IfI
All, but no, darling! It's your
self knows there is no IF about 1t. that
I'm sick with love of We this very
minute-sick and mad for We -. :"
Then" she pleaded, with a desper-
ate little break in her Incompatible
voice; and again held out her arms
to him-"then have pity on me, oh, my
dearest one-have pity on me II only
for a little while"
And suddenly he had caught her TO
him, and she lay in his arms, her
young strong body nodded to his, her
lips to his, her eyes half-veiled, the
sweet fragrance of her-too we'll re-
notwithstanding him; lay SUI
pine in his embrace. yet held him
strongly to her, and trembled in SYM
patty with the deep, hurried pounding
of his heart.
In the south the horizon famed
liyid to the zenith, revealing a great,
black wall of cloud that had stolen
up out of Africa; beneath 1t the sea
shone momentarily with sickly silk
en- luster. Then the dense blackness
of the night reigned again, as pro-
found as though impenetrable. eternal.
Later a dull growI of thunder rolled
in across the waste. With it came the
first fitful warnings Of the impending
wind storm.
Twas ye who sang to me. dear
est"
'Who else, you great silly boy?
And when you followed me to
the door. making as much noise as
young elephant, Terence was mind
ed to punish you little. very little,
my dear So merely opened mine
and closed it sharply
There was woman in the hall
Il saw her, dear, and laughed, think
inc how puzzled you would be. :.
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