Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1913-06-16
CONTINUED from Saturday,

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| Copyright, 1907 by Robert W. Chambers9
II cannot believe that we have
never before spoken to each other"
he said; that 1 do not even know
your name. Surely there was once
corner in the land, of childhood
where we sat together when the
world was younger"
| She said, dreamily: Have you for
gotten?'
Forgotten"
THAT sunny corner in the land of
childhood"
Had you been there, l should not
| have forgotten" he replied, troubled.
Look at me- she said. Her lovely
eyes met his; under the penetrating
sweetness of her gaze his heart
quickened and grew restless and his
uneasy soul stirred, awaking men,
cries.
There was a child,'' she said,
years ago; a child at school. You
sometimes looked at her; you never
spoke Do you remember"
He rose to his feet. staring down
at her
''Do you remember" she asked
again.
"Rosamund! Do you mean Rosa
mund? How should you know that?"
he faltered
The struggle for memory focused
all his cropping senses; his eyes
seemed to look her through and
| through.
How can you know" he repeated
unsteadily. "You are not Rosamund.
L. a
heard that she was dead. :.
Are you Rosamund?'
do you not know"
"Yes;A you are not Rosamund.
What do you know Of herr"
II think she loved you"
us she dead?"
The girl looked up at him, smiling.
following with delicate perception the
sequence of his thoughts.
He bent nearer. II love you," he
said. 81 loved you from the first.
And shall forever. You knew 1t long
ago."
She did not move.
you knew l loved your"
Yes, I knew it,
And when at last he had had his
say, the burning words still rang in
her ears through the silence A
curious faintness stole upon her.
coming stealthily like a hateful
thing. She strove to put it from her,
to listen, to remember and under
stand the words he had spoken, but
the dull confusion grew with the
sound of the pines.
| "Will you love me? VIII you try
to love me?"
II love YOU" she said; II have loved
you so many, many years; IL am
Rosamund---
She bowed her head and covered her
face with both hands.
"Rosamund! Rosamundl" he
breathed, enraptured.
She dropped her hands with a little
cry; the frightened sweetness of her
eyes held back his outstretched arms
do not touch me-" she whispered;
you will not touch me, will you?-
not yet-not now. Wait till l under
standl" She pressed her hands to
her eyes. then again let them fall,
staring straight at him. II loved you
sol" she whispered. "Why did you
waltz
| 'ROSamunQ! ROSdmunu! ne crleu
sorrowfully, what are you saying?
1 do not understand; can understand
nothing save that worship you. May
not touch you?-touch your hand,
Rosamund? 1 love you so.''
And I love you. I beg you not to
touch me-not yet. There Is some
thing-some reason why"
"Tell me, sweetheart"
do you not know?"
by heaven, do mott" he said,
troubled and amazed.
She cast one desperate, unhappy
glance at him, then rose to her full
height, gazing out over the hazy val
leys to where the mountains began,
piled up like dim sun tipped clouds.
Dear, do you not understand? ?" she
said. How can l make you under
stand that / love you--too late?"
Give yourself to me, Rosamund
let me touch you-let me take you
"Will you love me always?"
I'm life, in death, which cannot
part u.s. Will you marry me, Rosa
mundS
She looked straight into his eyes.
Dear, do you not understand? Have
you forgotten? ] died three years ago
today"
The unearthly sweetness of her
white face startled him. A TERRIBLE
light broke In on him; his heart stood
still.