Honolulu star-bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1912-2010, 1913-02-08


know az once. ~ ~
As he bad feared. Nan refused point
blank 10 enter the death chamber and
asked him to come to her bondolr. !
He found her standing By win
dow. apparently calm. Stuart looked
at her moment with a curious de-
taehed interest Suddenly aware OF
his presence she turned. |
AT last. at iast!'' she cried IN low
broken accents 'Oh. dear, God, how
long I've waited and despaircd. At
last we may belong ta each other fur
ever body and soul! Nothing else mat.
ters now. does itS We shall forget oil
the blank hideoas years; you'll forget
Il. won't you. dearestf You'll forgive
me-now-say that 700 wi!lg'
-Pye long ago forgiven, Nan. but tell
me about this sudden attack You were
with him when be was stfickenr |
Yes, I took the nurses place at
midnight: I couldn't sheep"
How long did you stay with himf'
"Untll called you" -
"And you gave him the medicine In
the absence Of the nurseY'
Only one" she answered, hesltat.i
lngly, - particular kind the doctor
had not prescribed, but which bel
asked for to relieve his pain.
"He asked you for medicine. Many
he went on remorselessly. "a poison
Gus powder-and you gave him onsr
Eyes,
"And you're sure you gave him but
one."
"EIe was begging for two-rI might
have givea them both-it's possible. Of /,
course. "a
He gaxed at her with look of pity. |
II know that ron did. Nan. know n i
as certainly rs II stood b. your side
and saw you press Il to his llpse
You know. Jimi. she cried tesbly,
her head dropping low.
'.And sou feel no remorseY
why should II His death seemed |
only question Of days
.sFrom the bottom Of my heart I plty
your Stuart broke IN sotfly. The state
WIN never reach your act with ne laW.
But the big thing Is you have 10 con-
sciousness Of guilt and feel no remorse
because You have no soul Tou have
only desires and impulsee That's Why
you couldn't wait for me 70 sorn ny
fortune honestly and 50 betrayo1 ne |
for gold. I can see II all nov. Your
beauty has blinded me-
aFor Gods sake. jim. che cried
Aercely. don't don't talk Ike thatl I |
can't endure Il! You don't near you
can't mean that you are going u sif1
from me now. just when ire found /
your love! I. did II for your
Stuart looked q her through I mist
OF tears.
.srbe spell i broken. Nan. dear; our
romance Il ended = don't say Il d
pride or anger: say it>in DorruN.-a
great deep plying sorrow that cuts
and hurfsr
The woman undpsstood. She hsd nt |
last PASSED out Of hissworld. Only tie |
memory Of d sirl he had once Ioftd |
and idealixed remained. and that mem
DRY. was now unappfo6chable. Tie llv.l
ing woman was % longer no nguRe N |
The mental picture. The struggls Was
over.
He extended his hand, claspsd herr.
bowed ana kissed Il. turned and |
walked quickly toward the door With
half smothered cry she followed.
sJimg'
He paused and turned again. facing
her with look Of innnite sadness.
aRemember.s she said brnkenly, =
never expect to zee you asain'-We can,
not meet after this. an hooking into
your dear face now with the anguish of
q broken heart strangling ne. T6p
cannot leave like ttis-we hare been
too much to each other : {
He took her in his arms and held Der
close.
Forgive me. DEAR be whispered
reyerentIy kissing hex a. hs would
have pressed the lips Of the dead. =
didn't mean TO be cruel-g oodby.
{ The door Of the great house Softly
closed and he was gone. 4 few MOI
ments later the servants found her
limp, form -. 1g in . swoou on the
floor.
=,
Strangers no longer i've ii tlic cot.
tage Stuart built on the hills. Ajannty |
sallb0at no,s ut the buoy near thel
waters edge. The d9one Of bees frOuI
The fruit .:rees In full bloom on the
terraces pro Mise q luscious haFyestinI
the s. miner and fall The lawn b .
wilderness Of flowers and shfmrneringI
green. The climbing roses on fheI
southeastern side Of the house have
covered u to the very caves Of the
roof Stuart has just cut them away
from HaErfct's window because they
lnteFfered with her view OF the bay
and sea and towering hills they love
20 well. And the Grooming % q little
mother over a haby's cradle ais the
home with music sweeter t0 its builder
than any nOte ever heard In grand
opera.
THE END.
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