Year: 1878

ing.


spent the morning in answerin


it, much to Maud's amusement, who


of course, thought l was pouring ou


volumes of love and complaints of M,


temporary widowhood; after tearin!


up about a dozen sheets of paper, 1 a
last sent a short note, cool and will
no allusion to my misery. The NOR
tried, the more impossible found i
to write any expression of love o.
penitence, though I was hungering te
do so.


For whole week went on IN this
way, suffering more acutely every day
and every day receiving long, loving
letters from Mr.. Cartwright, and writ.
ing short. cold answers.


lost my appetite, could not sleep
at night, and the torture that 1 was
enduring made me look SO ill that
Maud became frightened, and declar-
ed she would write and summon my
husband home, and tell him I was
pining away for him. I forbade her
doing this SO sternly that she dared
not disobey me, for was determined
he should never hear from any lips
but mine that at last his hearts de-
sire was attained, for loved him.


At last, when he had been away for
ten days, I could bear it no longer, for
1 felt 1 should haye brain fever if 1
went on in this way, so determined
to go on to Melton, where Mrs. Cart
wright lived and see my husband. 1
came to this decision one night, and
went into Maud's room early in the
morning to tell her my intention. I
expected she would laugh at me, but
l think she guessed something was
wrong, for she seemed glad to hear it
and helped me to pack a few things
and set off in time to catch the morn.
ing train.


1t was three hours journey. They
seemed three years to me, for the near
er got to my husband the more i'm
patient was to see him. At last we
got to Melton, q largish town. OF
course, as was not expected, there
was no one to meet me, 90 1 took fly
to Mrs. Cartwright's house, where 1
arrived about three o'clock.


l learned afterward that Andrew
was with his mother in the drawing
room when drove up. but thinking l
was only visitor, he escaped into an
other room, SO 1 found my mother-in.
law alone.


By her side were some of my hus-
bands socks which she was darnipg,
socks which 1 had handed over to the
servants to mend, and which 1 now
longed to snatch away from his moth
er. His desk stood open, letter to
me which he was writing lying on it.


The servant announced me as Mrs.
Andrews, my voice failing as gave
my name, so that Mrs. Cartwright held
up her hands in astonishment when
she saw who it was.


My dear! Nelly! Has anything
happened? How ill you lookI What
is it?' she exclaimed.


Il want my husband I gasped,
sinking into a chair, for I thought l
should have fallen. Without another
word Mrs. Cartwright left the room !;
l felt sure she guessed all about land
L can never thank her enough for for
bearing to worry me with questions
as to what had come for.


She came back in a few moments
with glass of wine, which she made
me drink off, saying she would send
him to me at once If took it. COM
piled, and she went for him in anoth
er minute heard his step outside the
door, and then he came in.


Nelly, my love-my darling what
is it 2 he cried, as l rushed into his
outstretched arms, and hid my face on
his breast sobbing bitterly. For some
moments I could not speak; at last 1
recovered myself enough to sob out:


ooh, Andrew, my love! my dear
love can you ever forgive me came
to ask you and tell you I can't live
without you would have said more
but his kisses stopped my mouth, and
when at length he let me 60, there
were other tears upon my cheeks be,
sides my own.


That was the happiest hour of my
life in spite of my tears; and before
my mother-in-law again Joined US,
which she discreetly avoided doing till
dinner time, I had poured out all had
to tell into my husbands ears; and I
had learned from him that he had left
me to try what effect his absence
would have on me, for he had felt for
some time that my pride was the great
barrier he had to overcome to win my
love.


He had judged right. He was too
generous to tell me how much he had
suffered from my Indifference, and
know it grieved him terribly. He
is a different man now; he looks 80
happy; and 1 know he would not
change places with any one on earth.
We went back to the rectory the next
day, but we could not pursuade Mrs.
Cartwright to come with us she said
we were best alone, aud I think she
was right.


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