Bisbee daily review., 1913-08-17

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 "yes.r returned Grace, starting up.
 q tried to warn you" said he. "How did you find out2"
 '"The phone girl Wanda Kelly"
 T see, he unused. T ought to have guessed. She is one of the machines spies"
 No She wants to help me, she said. But that isn't the point She knows. And she is the only person who does--''
 What did you say to her when she-?"
 T denied everything. of course. What else was there to do?'
 There was nothing else to do. You were wise-while the affair is in its present state"
 Tt was wise in any case"
 Yes" he agreed. Tt was wise for you. But suppose you haven't stopped to consider my position in the matter?"
 Your position" she repeated uneer- tainly What do you mean? What is your position, except to stand by me and save me?"
 You forget that owe duty to the men who have made me their leader in this fight: who have staked everything On me"
 And to mel" she cried shrilly ITO the Woman who staked more than everything? Do you owe nothing to me?"
 T do not want to think what owe to you,' he evaded, his voice shaking ever so little. q beg you not to remind me Of 1t"
 You won't help me? You put these miserable constituents and politicians of yours ahead of me?'
 If you put it that way, yes" "Oh, most noble statesman!" she mocked. raging. Embodiment of all that is perfect and-contemptiblei l didn't marry you because l no longer loved you and because I wouldn't add blasphemous loveless marriage to ny other sin If I had become your | wife-eyen if it ruined both our lives l you would have felt 1t your duty to stand by me and defend me against l the entire world But because I had the courage to stop before it made us | both miserable for life, you can not | ia honor protect me, I wonder if you 1 half realize how vile thing you arei" She paused in her furious rambling | talk, for Standish's dark face had grown ghastly. Vaguely she wonder | cd why. And as if reading her thoughts | he spoke There was no thrill. no stir | in the slow lifeless depths of his voice:
 T loved you. have never loved any other woman fin all my miserable | fife. I shall keep on loving you as i long as I live l dc ot want to. But [ it is past my power. I would sooner have bitten out my tongue than be- i tray this secret of yours. All this can | not interest you I tell you, so that ! you may know the punishment is not all yours. You merely risk losing | what you have gained and cherished | during the past few years. I act with | the certainty that by doing my duty l [ must bring ruin and heart-break on | the woman whom I love more than love my own soul Is nay task easier i than yours? %
 The utter ardor of his words, com | bined with the dull lifelessness of his tone. was almost Imaginable. Grace was gazing at him in blank astonish' | ment.
 "You love me?" she muttered.
 q have told you so,' came the slow | measured answer. You talk much oi l your love for Mark Robertson. It is easy to love when love makes one bliss ] fully happy But is your love worthy 1 to be compared with mine? With the love that brings only an eternal gnaw i ing anguish-the love that can never hope for one atom of requital and vel ! that cannot die-the love that would i sacrifice everything for you and yet i must endure sacrifcing-you?" You love mel" she repeated; and her voice had all at once grown won i irous sweet and vibrant. You love me-Matt?'
 1 She had drawn closer to him as she | spoke. Now she was looking straight i up into his wretched eyes; her owI 1 glowing like mist-haloed stars. Sc  ] near to him was she that the chiffon on her breast touched the harsh tex 1 ture of his coat. NHer breath played Lightly on his face. The faint fra 1 grance of her hair filled the mans nostrils. The warm magic of hel | presence dazed him.
 Matthew Standish stood, his eyes
 wide. his breath coming fast, the sweat beads breaking from his forehead. Tine heavy mask on his face twisted itsell into a half-grotesque aspect of pain.
 You love me-" she murmured
 ''Yes'" he groansd. his big voice breaking God heip soe. Yes."
 And you won't-you can't-destroy
 my whole future. You can't, dear." ] @Ah."
 It was the cry of revulsion tnai
 might break from forestroamel
 who had all but trodden on a rattle
 snake He recoiled a step, with .
 shudder as of physical sickness.
 Was this needed?" he ragged. "Wss
 it necessary to defile my smashed ido
 still further2 Wasn't 1t enough thai
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