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The Exeter Advocate, 1893-3-2, Page 6e THE VICAR'S ORGHTER, There RI ao neuele confidence in nilebn tone and Meaner that Vaneasa finds it no easy task to pooh-pooh her -perhaps she feelthat her temp -sighted friend is not altogher without; foundation for her sus. pinions. After a moment's pause elle says : "Oh, all right," she ear, with extreme COldnese ; "the is one very simple Wen out of in Ae people seem to think me either a. fool or a baby, unable to take care of myself, I will not go up to the Hell as long ari Lord Ilsvenhold is there." " Don't be ally !" eriee Mb, rather frightened tat the tone Mrs. Brandon is taking. " That would rouse every one's auspioione." "And lay them, too," retorts Vattessa. "Por if we do not meet, it is impossible for the most scandalous p non to think or fay anything about it." In vain Malts entreats, conjures, im- plores. Vanesean auger and obstinacy .are roused, and she adheres to her determina- tion of not meeting Lord Revenhold again. So at last Mel) has to leave her, feeling very crestfallen and like an officious person who has been slapped in the Lice for his penes, nhe knows pretty well that if her grand- father suspected her of interfering with his plans she would have a very uncomfortable time for the next few vreeke. Vanessa, left to herself, is sorely vexed and put out. She has anticipated a certain amount of pleasure from Lord letvenhold's visit - has been looking forward to picnics, lawn -tennis, and.plecieaut dinners at the Hall. And now, a she keeps her word as she means to she will have the constant bitternets of thinking that all these agree- able things are te.king place without her. For the first time in her life, she almost dis- likes Main So ruffled are her plumes that Brandon, joining her half an nour later in the garden, cannot but observe her per- turbed and altered manner. CHAPTER XXL "Who has been offending Mrs. Bran- . don?" inquires Sir Bertram the next morning at breakfast, with his worst amile. "1 suppose she is setting up for a fash- ionable beauty," remarks Lord Ravenhold, with a bitterness that betrays him to two out of the other four persons assembled. "She thought; we wanted her, and so she stayed away to make us feel her loss." "1 think we did very well without her," remarks Mab, who is extremely indignant with Vanessa for the fright and diecomfort she has caused her. "Do you ?" sneers her grandfather. 4 "Your ideas of a cheerful party must be rather of a singular kind. Bab, no doubt," with a still more vicious twist to his smile, "you were occupied with yourown pleasing thoughts." "Yes," returns Men, demurely, "1 was thinking of dear Sir Tununes," and her tone and the little accompanying sign are so irre- sistibly comic that every one excepb Sir Bertram bursts out laughing. It effects a diversion for a moment. " Brandon is an excellent fellow," pursues the squire, "but he is monstrous dull, except wben he is talking about his own specicdite." " Specialite sherry," murmurs Mab ; but hensister nudges her sharply. Sir Bertram is not in a humor for trifling. "I think," says the old gentleman, look- ing blandly at Ravenhold, "that we must get you to go down to the Vicarage and persuade Mrs. Brandon to spend the after- noon and dine here. We cannot really do without her.' A light leaps into the young man's eyes that is neither lost on the squire nor Mab. "1 will go with you," cries the latter. "No," utters Sir Bertram, in his stern- est, most authoritative tone. Tben, more mildly, "Your mission was not so success- ful yesterday that we can entrust you even to take part in one to -day." Man quails. She did not know that her grandfather was aware of her visit to the Vicarage. At all events he cannot know her errand, but the expression of his eyes and her own conscience make her terribly uncomfortable. "Be sure," says the squire, impatiently, to Rsvenhold, as he is starting- • be sure you bring Mrs. Brandon back to us. Your powers of persuasion ought to be consider- able." Ravenhold goes on his way rejoicing and unsuspicious; when a person plays into our hands we seldom suspect him of ill mo- tives; it is reserved for the "lookers-on" to do than. There are not, after all, a, great many villains in the world -villains who premedi- tate seduction, murder and other heinous crimes. A sudden impulse comes upon a man; he does not check- it, he has not the courage to stop and look the thing in the face; he lets himself go, that is alL But once you let yourself go, there is only one way of going, because the road is down hill every step of the way. The door of the vicarage steads wide open but, as he cannot enter unannounced, LordRavenhold naturally rings the bell, and Susan comes in haste to obey the summona. Susan, in spite of her age'has an extremely susceptible heart, and, ata glance, she sees that the handsomest and moat distinguished young man she has ever " °lapped eyes on" is before her. n "Is Mtn Brandon at home ?" " Yes, sir," replies Susan, invitingly. " Will you please to walk in ?" and he joy- ously foil -owe her to the drawing -room. " What name shall I please to say, sir ?" Susan inquiree. "Lord Ravenhold. " I beg your pardon, my lord," and Susan blushea, drops a °tartest', and hurries out, horrified at having committed the awful soleoism of calling a lord sir. "oh, My dear, I am vexed !" she ex- claims, as she enters the breakfast -room in quest of Vaneasee "There's a lord come to see you, and I called him plain air. I hope his lordship ian't offended. I might have known by the look of him ; he looks A lord every inch. I hope you'll excuse me to his lordship." A nervous flutter conies to Vanerisa's heart; she does not icnonr whet Susan is a talisman that makes me imprint:nut to Baying; she is divided between being angry feeling." 1 with Lord Revenhold for coming, end 1' I do not understand you," she answere, wondering how she shall behave to him. pale as death, and with a sick feeling of She thee end prepares to join him. terror at her heart. " You will tell his lordship, ma'am, won't " Yes," he trays, never removing his eyes you ?" reiteratee Sultan, aexionsly, and ' from her "you do. You know that I am Vanesto returns absently : madly in love with you --that I am suffer- " On yes. He won't mind." Ing torments; at the thought of parting from Her lip quivete A litl le, hut she assumes you -that the idea of life without yot. fa a smiling, unconcerned air as she goes in to hateful and monstrous to me." greet her guest, She wiehee her husband Vanessa site as if chained to the spot. A were at home, but he has gone fishing, and senile of horror and guilt creeps over her, her father ia iii hie leanly enameled in his 1 as if by listening to him she is, ,committing beloved work. It wetild be cruel to disturb g a crime ; she is afraid to start up and him, ana Vaeesse, acatreely sees how he I break away from him, because instinct would benefit the *nation. ;tells het thet ho would detain her by main, An Englishwoman with a good coin- 1 force Until he hed had his ati,y. plexioh ei Anne 1031A hor net in i he morn, " My God !" he cried, past ionateln, tog. era nein, in tier blue ba tern with lace whoa I think how perversely tango about her throat ,rd -wriets. iN a notable happen ! Why did they not ask me here exempt's of this face this time last yew-, line thou you woad o }nen d'eou do, Lord Revenhold I" have toyed the Wetted of him? You Ann alio advances smiling. He replies, would !" vehemently, aa though Ole had rejoint rethen with the none inevitable ecihtradoted him. " t'ou must hate done question. -it would oavo been fine times mote eevenhold Taos of, his best mummy., natural. And then I shoald hiave bete the beppiesb Man alive, and I would lieve mead to implore you to come up to -day to spend the alternoon, end dine." New whatperVerility Mattes Vanessa, after deoidnag to herself thee she will not keep eway from, the hell and be boxed as she wee yesterday, reply; "4 Thauks, very muoh, but I do not think I shall be able to manage it to -day." Revenhole's handsome face derkena " A previous engagement, I suppose ?" There is A manifest sneer in hie tone as well aa worde, " Beoeuse," returns Penmen again acting on an impulse whioh is not a particularly prudent one--" becanee it is the old story, and I have been warned against you for the third time." • " Upon my soul, thie is too much I" cries the young man. " To whom am indebted on this occasion'' "Do not go away, and do not be offended," she eays, Then, with a bewitch- ing smile "4 After all, I think can get off the mothers' meeting and the Bffile.cless " (vvibh meaning) "so will come up this afternoon, if you really think they want me." "They do really," returns Ravenhold, eagerly. "Sir Bertram is quite bent on your corning -he said I was to do my utmost to persuade you," Instead, of which you have done your utmost to querrel with ma, and to be dis- agreeable, ' says Vanessa, maliciously. Ravenhold expresses his contrition with the utmost humility. He can efford to be humble now that he has what he wants. So he in pardoned and shown the garden and various objeots of interest, and tnakes himself so agreeeble and amueing that he leaves Mrs. Brandon with a distmcb con- viction in her mind that a solitude a deux is infinitely more agreeable than the real bona fide solitude. She looks forward to the afternoon. Sir Bertram thoughtfully sends the low phaeton for her, and invites Lord Ravenhold to charioteer it. " You might ask Mrs. Brandon to show you is bit of the park instead of coming streight here," renaarks the squire, but when this auggestion is communicated to Mrs. Brandon she says at once that she would much rather go straight to the Hall. Whenever he may feel, Revenhoiddaree not show any more temper to -day. He does not pay any particular attention toVaneesa, but teems rather by way of making himself agreeable to Edith, who receives his atten- tions La a friendly and, aa far as he is con• cerned, heart -whole manner. Between him and Mab there is a certain antagonism -he is afraid of her sharp eyes, and she wishes him to know that elle is watching him and quite aware of his sentiments. Three or four days pass in unbroken hannony-not once has Ravenhold betrayed any petulance to Mrs. Brandon nor an - tempted to make love to her. It may be that his eyes have said volumes when he has imagined himself unobserved by the rest of the party, but his voice has been respect- ful. deterentian oourteonsly friendly. Vanesse likes him better than at one time she thougho it possible -he is certainly very phasing co look u on, and it is impossible to feel dull or bored in his company. Lord Ravenhold has been eight days at the Hall; on the ninth he is to leave it -Sir Bertram has ordered a picnic for his last afternoon. The party consists of six persons -Sir Thomas and Mab, Mr. and Mrs. Brandon, Lord Ravenhold and the squire. A late lencheon has been consamed-the party have divided into pairs, of which it is not unnatural that Ravenhold and Vanessa should make one. They have strolled, into the lovely woods where the shade is so grateful this hot day, and they have found a tree with a rade carved seat beneath it, and there they rest from their Labors and are thankful. Conversation is a trifle desultory, but they have arrived et that pitch of familiar friendship whose surest sign 18 that neither finds it embarrataing or impolite to my nothing if he has nothing to say. Rayenhold's ocoaaional silences, however, are not, in truth, the result of his not having anything to say, but of his not daring to say it. Vanessa, feels lan- guid from the heat and a shade depressed besides. " This time to -morrow," says Ravenhohl, after a looger pa.use than usual, "1 aball be in the train, getting farther and fatther away from you every moment, thinking that this must have been the happiest hour of my life and reedy to give everything I possess in the world to have it come over again." "Shall you ?" utters Vanessa. "Ono often thinks afterward that one was much happier than one really was." ` Yes,' he answers, in a low voice. "After all, God knows that if what I feel now is happiness, it is scarcely a sensation to desire very ardently." She glances up at him and swiftly away again. Something she reads in his eyes disturbs her -a little flatter crosses her heert-she has not been afraid to be wish him before, becautre he has not betrayed any feeling then need shock or alarm her; but now she wishes that she had not come here alone with him. She has a terrified con- soiousness teat he is going to say something which he ought not to sa,y and she ougbo not to hear. "Shall you see Mrs. Fame soon ?" she a.ske, quickly, jut tor the sake of seeing something. But he does not answer her. Then, perforce, she looks at him again, compelled by some magnetic power. He is very pale -his eyes have dark streaks under them -hie lips are quivering. " Let us go," she says, ruing hurriedly. "No," and he lays is dot:inning hand on her arm. "Not yet -not just yet." She tanks •back again on the seat, half afraid to c,ontradict him. There is another silence, which is horribly painful and em- barrassing to Vanessa. Ine,venhold breaks it presently. %How you must laugh," he says, in a low, husky voioe, "when yon think over the warnings my people and other friends were SO kind as to gine you 1 It is a pity, ian't it, that they never thought of warning me instead ? They might have done so, be- cause I am not sofortunene as you in having vi-olentlee " Ittelsara never eoleld have oared for anyone as I do for my hueband ; ohtehwerliral aeluviianYlheewhloreldte." te 'me than all the " Are you, quite sure of thett" says Ravenhold, catching her hand. She drags it from hint and starts up. "Quito sure. How dare you toy these thinge to me 1 tam glad and thankful that you are gong to -morrow. And I never speak to you again so long as I live." She flies over the turf -he has to take tolerably long envies to keep up with her ;-- he dares not touoh her -he trite, to stammer is few propitietory worde. In the distance they yuddenly see a twit- tery figure approomeing them. It is Sir Bertram. Vanessa slackens her pace and endeavors to ateume an indifferent manner as he comes up. But Ile marks well their Intlhteaidaeieesbealniodalthemelrileun: "tilted air and says 'Have you young people lost all count oi time? We have been wattIng twenty ymoittunugtlanfor you What a thing it is to be CHAPTER XXITO All through the long night Vaneasa lies broad awake. She is bitterly indignant against Lord Ravenhold. How dared he speak to her so I She felt it a sort of dis- grace to have listened to such words. She had never been herd upon those fashionab e women who allowed men to make love to them because they, she thought, were not married to men they loved; but she had looked. upon herself as immeasurably slap - seder to %elem. She had not imegineci that any man would dare to speak to her in earnest abounlove. How glad she was that he was going away, but in any case, site would not have seen or spoken to himagaio. Weary of lying awake, she got up softly and looked oub of her window. There were red streaks across the pale sky -the trees and the old church tower stood out da,rk and clear agamst it. After a while she turned away. Her eyes fell on her hue - band's plated face as he lay sleeping -what A kind, good, honest face it was ! how dif- ferent nom thatpassionate, distorted one, however handsome, which had frightened and made her angry to -day! A sudden impute° beized Vanessa to wake him; to telt him everything, and to hear him ex - °ornate her from any wrong -doing or even imprudence in having been alone wall Raven - hold and compelled to listen to his passion. Bill few people are cruel enough deliberately to rouse a fellow creature from his blest oblivion at day -dawn unless there is a train to be caught and Vanessa was not one of the few. She did, it is true, move about the room less quietly than she might have done, in the hope that he would unclose his eyes without her actually disturbing him, and then, moat certainly she would have poured out her whole heartto him. But he was sleeping the sleep of the just, and nothing short of a vigorous shaking would have awakened him. When, at last, Vanessa fell asleep, she slept heavily, so heavily that neither her husbaad nor Susan thought fit to disturb her in the morning. Le was half -past 9 when she unclosed her eyes, still with is sense of drowsiness and unacoountrable vnonsise. What ailed her? S118 looked at tee cloak. Half -pest 9! why, they must have finished breakfast. How was it that no one called her? At that momenb the handle turned softly and her husband came in. "What has happened, Johnnie" she cries, rubbing her eyes. "Why was I not called ?" "You were in such a sound sleep, my child, that we had not the heart to wake you. Susan and I looked at you and con - milted, and then we decided to leave you adone." "1 remember now," nye Vanessa. "1 was awake all night. It was broad daylight befOre I went to sleep." "Why, how was that ?" exclaims Bran- don. And then, his practical mind search- ing for a probable cause. "Did you eat Anything that diettgreed with you last night?' • Vanessa laughs. " No -it was the heat, I suppose." "Revenhold has just been here," says Brandon, sitting on the edge of the bed. "He was on hie way to L—, and seemed dreadfully disappointed not to be able to wish you good-bye. I am afraid," smiling, "he is another victim of yours." "Really f' utters Vaneatia., in alr indiffer- ent tone. She he,s no meaner of inclination. to make any confidences to her husband this morning on the subjeot of Lord Raven- hoid. But what can be said by a woman in bhe night, or at day -dawn, pillowed on her beloved's heart, ie one thing --the gun& light of morning has the effect of shutting up her confide% inclinations. Two days pass -two long, heavy, leaden d.ays, which drag their length along. Van. OSha looks fifty tunes at the clock, and thinks continuelly that the hands must have stopped. Country life is very dull and monotonus certainly, and there are yet three whole weeka to be got through before they will return to town. Vanessa takes to thinking. She sits for long hours with idle hands, lost in reverie. She hies her way to an adjacent wood, where .the thick foliage shuts out the sun, and site there in deep thought and heaving unconsciously profound sighs. Sometimes she weeps passionately. VVhav has come to her? She has lost all rancor against Lord Revenhold ; she recalls that scene in the wood with something of bonging; after all, there was excitement in it -it was better than this terrible stagnation. She likes now almost to remember the passion and peen of his haarlsome face and his violent words and manner -words that made little impression upon her then are burnt ink, her heart now. "Why did not they ask me here last year, and then you would have loved me instead of hint ? It would have been fifty times name natural. And then I should have been the happiest man aliye, and I vvould have made you the happiest woman." Would it have been so? At all events, they would have been young together -and Venom& says to herself there is no doubt that people ought to be young when they marry. She adores her husband -he is the best, kindiet creature In the world, but his day of passion and strong feeling is over; he only wants to live a comfortable, fumy, placid life, and thab does nob satisfy her -- she feels as though her heart were intombed alive. The days creep by -her reveries continue -she grows hollow-eyed, and instead of the country air bringing fresh roses to her cheek it seems to make her more pale. She has indulged her reveries, has wept her bitter teats, and in all thee has never believed her- self gailtnof a, shadow of 'treason towardher husband. One day Edith says to her: "1 have something for you. I had a letter from Gerard Ravenhold to -day and he in- closed one for you." Vanessa (dela her heart beat to autfoite Mon ; it frighteos her. This is what he lays to me," pupates Edith, reading. passage from her letter : " Will you give the etiolosed to Mrs Bran- don privately? It 00110erilil mutual friend oi here and mine. 1,vvieti her to know it, but noe any &me else, unless of comae she " ent the bearer of is rut? ed. robin," he Rola (Imposed to tell Mr. Brandon, But, 110•VH. " The party at the Hall are in despair you the happeet women.' that eh° Will exercise her own discretion at your haviegforettlien theM. I arri oharged 'You would not 1 mut Yemenite, eileiosb anonliesn I Vanessa does, not ettempb to open the letter until she is tie home looked in her own room. Titele she reedit: "For God's make forgive me 2 You would if you knew whet I have suffered and AIII suffering. Some day perhaps you may know what it is to be as utterly hopeless and heart -broken. Thee you will feel for me. For pity's wake think againld better 01 your oruel regiolVe never to flee Me When Vanetsa haft read this, an awful, cleetnlike chill oreeps through her heart. Thie letter has brought as revelation to her. ibis as though tome voice were crying aloud in her ear -she pilie Up 00hh hands to shut it out. Thee, with is , violent gesture, she tears the paper aorosa and across end flings it into the grate. Not content with that, she lights a manila and 13urris every morsel. Wtohhew ultdto could burie the memory wi One wet &afternoon of late October she ie sitting in the drawing -room -her boudoir is not yet finished -she has not even heard the bell, when, suddenly, the door opens and Lord Ravenhold is announced. fler heart stands still -she fauns up, fires hot, then cold. But he comes forward sealing, unembarrassed, as though he had never said vioient and passionate words to her ;' as though he had never written to her about, his brotien heart. On the contrary, he is cheery and debonair, tells her of his doings, his amusements, his sport ; has little stories of people whom she known and talks generally 80a gay end heart -Whole strain. And next month, he tells her, he is going to India to shoot big game. An unacknowledged sense of disappoint- ment, of mortification, steals to Vanessa's heart, whilst, all the time she is trying to tell herself how glad she is that he has for- gotten his fancy and that he is inclined to be friendly with her -nothing more. The tune for his departure drew nigh; it only wanted two daye of it. Vat:tease told herself that she was glad he was going; the last fortnight had been delightful, but she had a misgiving whether it had been very good for her. Truth was, the time spent in his company was too happy, while the hours away from him were too long and dull, and she could not settle to anything.' „,,etaete= The dusk was creeping on. Vanessa was tatting with idle, listless handa, looking at the little spurts of flame in the fire, when Lord Raveunold was announced. She had nob expected him. "1 ani so glad you came," she says'rising and smiling, as she put her hand into his. "1 was feeling rather bored. Tell me mime - thing amusing.' "1 have come to tell you something," he mowers, and, in a moment, she sees there is an unusual constraint in hie voice and manner. "1 don't know whether you will find it amusing" Vanessa grows pale; an uneasy sensation creeps through her heart, she shivers ever so Ravenhold takes a chair near hers. "1 have thrown up my part," he says, looking bard at her "Did you know thab I had been acting all this time?" Vanessa's eyes fall before bis; she tries to think of something to say to avert the catastrophe which she feels to be im- pending. Bat no inspiration comes to her. "We have been playing at being friends " he goes on, "and it is a farce, ab all events as far as I am concerned" " 'Why shottld we nob be friends ?" asks Va,nesea, speaking very fasb, " it has been so pleasant." • elas ?" he echoes. "1 give you my word of honor it has not been pleasant to me. I have been on the point of breaking out fifty time% It was all a deception from the first. I only made a pretence of friendliness because I was afraid of you; because I thought yoa would keep your word and show me the door if I ventured to betray my real feelings." His face is white; the firelight shows the emotion that is working in it. " Please do not talk so, Lord Raven - hold," says Vanessa, trying to speak coldly. "You know 11, 18 useless, and mu& worse than useless, wrong. Do not let us qaarrel just as you are going sway." "1 would not have spoken," he says, in a low voice, of whioh she catches the tremor, "11 I hed not known, in spite of what you say, that you care for me. Oh, darling He tries to take her hand, but she pushe her chair back sharply and rises to her feet. He rises too. "Do not touch me !" she cries, in a smothered voice. "If you come a step nearer I will leave you 1" He stands looking at her, fall of fierce emotions of love and anger. "Why do you keep up this pretence ?"; he cries peneionately. "You know that we love each other. I have read it in your eyes a hundred berme. I ask nothing of you -I hope nothing from you -only con- fess it once; let me hear it from your own lips, and I shall go away happy.' Vanessa is terrified ab his words; at her own feelings -she takes refuge in anger. "How dare you say such things to me!" she cries. "And it is quite false. I care for no one but my husband. And you pre- otenhdontoorb;his friend! Have you no sense i "Can I help it ?" he says' fiercely. "1 wish to God / had never seteyes on you. My life hes been a curse to me ever since I have known you." " It shall be a curse no more, she answers. "1 said before I would never see nor speak to you again. %his tune I mean . . it." And before he can guess her intention, she flies to a book stand and brings oub Bible. "There !" she cries, panting and trem- bling as she puts her lips to it, I wear on this that I will never willingly speak to you again, and that I will never be alone with you from this moment." It is positive fear that impels her to this violent step -a dreadful doubt of herself that assails her and makes her mistrueb her own strength. "Now," she cries, "go!" There is something so meiotic, so grand, in her air, that Ravenhold has no choice but to obey her. "Will you not at least bid nut good-bye?" he says, holding out his hand. "No I" she cries, and pute both here behind her baok. "Ah 1" he says, bitterly. "Some day you will think of this. Some day when you know what it is you will not be so hard -when you are tortured like I am, then, perhapa, you will be sorry ri So he goes, and when she hears the door close upon him, she flies upstairs to her room and throwe heraelf on the floor with criee and sobs. And all that night and the next day and the day after, untn oho knows he is gone, mho is tormented by a mad desire to write to hint or go to him and put het hand in his and say: "Forgive Me. Good-bye, and Ooct Moos you 1" But she conquers it. CHAPTER XXIII. Great cetaistrophes do not germinally take long to happen. One moment wo rite ennliog and happy, the Mutt our !learnt are broken ; one moment we are in the iluah of healtin the next we are crashed and maimed beyond recognition. John Breeden Was hurrying hofrie to hie Avife. He had got away earlier than he expected from business, and was &Reit% hiethelf with she thought of giving her ate agreeable surprise. Just as the hansom was within i% few yards of his own house, the door opened Mistily and is man ran down the steps. It was Lord Ravenhold. Brauclon wee about to call so him when, by the liglab of the gas lamp, he saw the white, excited look on the young mean face. Inatently it attack hen that he had been donning his peeeion, to hie wife, As yet, however, no rnisgiving crossed hie brain - hie omaitence 80 Venom). Was unbounded ; indeed, he felt half disposed to be acme- for the led. He went upstairs into the drawing -room. It was empty, and the door stood open; he looked into the unfinished boudoir, but all was daricuese. Then he went up to her room by way of his dreastug-room. His hand was on the door when a sound from within made him pauee. He listened. Agent and again there came convulatve sobs and cries, smothered but heart -breaking. Then suddenly,as he stood there, the truth flashed upon ben; the awful, hitter truth. She loved Ravenhold. Softly, lent ehe should hear him, hewent and eat down in a chair and leaned his heed ageinst the back of it and clasped his hands tight together. What a blind fool he had been these last thitteen months, to thinkthat the love of a cumunonplace, middle-aged man was enough to satiety itt beaueiful young woman just en- tering upon life! He remembered now an his misgivings before he married her; hie conviction that when she saw young hand- some men she would feel that he hen taken an unfair advantage of her ignorance of the world. He recalled her fits of crying, her changeful moods ; he understood them now; they were the outcome of her disappointinennthe evidence of an umatistied heart. 11 he had read them earlier, if instead of his baud foolish confidenoe in himaelf and ia her love, be had looked for the cense and grasped it, might things have gone differently? He did not blame her: 00 jealous rage againstRavenhold rushed into his heart. He felt nothing but an immense pity for therm an imniense regreb that he stood between his beloved and happiness. He knew now how right hie first impulse had been to wait until she had had the opportunity of seeing other men, and how wromoy he had done afterward in snatching at hie happiness for fear it should evade him. Thirteen months of bliss, and oh ! at this momeut how far more he prized it, how far dearer it seemed to him, than it had done whtlat it wan his 1 And now it was gone. He could never be happy again ; remorse would always stand between him and her; he would always suspect, however kind and affectionate she might be to him, that her heart was with that other. ire had perfect confidence in her outward fidelity; he did not for one instant doubt that she had repulsedany overtures Ravenhold had made ; kis face bore token to hie suffering and disappoint- ment. At this moment another stifled sob struck on Brandon's ear. 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