The herald-advance. (Milbank, S.D.) 1890-1922, 1915-10-15

and dssw back from them. They con.
Wet you, James,"
Nov ! can see why you have taken
up ibis fight against me. You-you
know she was innocent" he said in a
low. unsteady voice.
And why ! have hated you, ale!
But what you do not understand II
how could have brought myself to
the point Of loving you"
Loving me! Good heaven. woman,
what do you"
Loving you In spite Of myself" she
cried. beating upon the table with her
hands. Il have tried to convince my.
self that It was not l but the spirit Of
Matilde that had come to lodge in my
t~reacherous body. hated you for
myself and ! loved you for Matilde.
She loved you to the end. She never
hated you. That was 1t. The pure,
dsathless love Of Matilde was constant
" nghting against the hatred l bore
for you. ! believe - firmly q l be-
neve that ! am alive that she has been
near me all the time, battling against
my insane desire for vengeance. You
have only to recall to yourself the mo-
ments when you were 10 wildly re-
minded Of Matilde valeska. At those
times Am sur that something OF Ma
tide was In ms. was not myself. You
have looked into my eyes . thousand
times with . question In your own.
-FOUR soul was striving to reach the
soul Of Matilde. All. al these months
! have known that you loved Matilde-
not me. You loved the Matilde that
was In me. You"
Il have thought Of her-always a
her-when 0 were in my arms"
I know how well you loved her."
she declared slowly. Il know that you
vent to her tomb long after her death
was revealed to you. / know that years
ago YOU made an effort to flnd Fever
ELI. You found his grave. too. and you
could not ask him. man to man, II you
had wronged her. But In spite Of all
that you brought up her boy to be sac-
rt1ced as-"
"I-I-good God, am / to believe
you? II no should be my son!" hs
cried. starting up. cold with dread.
He Ii your son. He could be no
other mans son. l have her dying
word for It. She declared It In the
presence Of her God. Wait! Where
are you going?"
Il am going down to him!"
mot yet, James. have still more
to say to you-more to confess. Here!
Take this package OF letters. Read
them as you sit beside his bed-not
his deathbed. for l shall restore him
to health. never fear. II he were to
die, I should curse myself to the end
OF time, for l and l alone would have
been the cause. Here are her letters
and the one Feverell wrote to her.
This Is her deathbed letter to you. And
this Is . letter to her son and yours!
You may some day read It to him. And
here-this Is q document requiring me
to share my fortune with her son. 1t
ID . pledge that l took before my "a
tAOI OIOO = low yO0A0 06Vs II vu0 wy
ever appeared. he was to have his
mothers share OF the estate-and 1t Is
not an uncomfortable amount, James.
He il independent Of you. He need
ask nothing OF you. l was taking him
home to his own"
She shrank slightly as he stood over
her. There wal OF wonder and
pity In his face than condemnation.
She looked for the anger she had ex-
pected to rot in him, and was
dumfounded to see that it was not re-
vealed in his steady, %appraising eyes.
"Your plan deserved a better fate
than this Therese. It was prodigious!
IL can almost pity YOU"
"Have-have you no pain-no regret
no grief" she cried weakly.
Eyes," he said. controlling himself
with difficulty. YES. l know all these
and more" He picked up the pack
age Of letters and glanced at the sub
acription on the outer envelope. Sud
denly he raised them to his lips and.
with his eyes closed. kissed the words
that were written there. Her head
dropped, and . sob came into her
throat. She did not look up until he
began speaking to her again. quietly,
even patiently. "But why should you,
even in your longing for revenge-why
should you have planned to humiliate
and degrade him even more than I
could have done? Was it Just to your
sisters SON that you should blight 10
life. that you should urn him into :
skulking. sneaking betrayer? What
would you have gained in the end! His
loathing. his scorn-my God. Therese,
did you not think Of al thisl"
Il have told you that l thought Of
everything. was mistaken. ! did not
stop 20 think that ! would bs taking
him away from happiness In the shape
u love that 10 might bear for someone
else. 1 did not know that there was .
Lydia Desmond. When I came to know,
hoast enftened anA my purpoee LOST
mot q ~ foEca - would have been
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