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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Herald, 1908-11-27, Page 3i, "Lentil death," was the reply, "I shall pot make mush difference in my arravgenients," he said. "I was .go Eng by the evening train, but now I shall leave at noon. Say adieu to your waiter for me," he continued, taking her hand in his, "Tell her I shall bear m=y pain like a brave man, and that I well not +meek her presence again until I am oared. Tell her I pray Heaven to bless her, and make her happy, and that we shall meet again as good and true friends." "I will tell her/ replied Inez; and for teen first time her lips quivered and her eyes grew dim. He thought she sympa- thised with him. "Good -by," he said; "I shall not see you again before I start." "Good -by," she replied, °likely; but the hand he held grew cold in his grasp. The next moment she was gone. She clinched her delicate hands aa she went hastily up to her sister's room "I hate myself!" she murmured. "I am a traitress --a falee, living liel Yet I aware to win at any risk, and I wild„ Agatha. still elept, although the morin ing sunbeams were p1aying upon her face. Inez replaced the flower, and then bent again over her sister. There was something like tritonph in the beautiful, dark face as she watched the unconscious sleeper, "I have done no harm," she thought; "she is not capable of loving, and he will be happier with ine." When .Agatha woke he was startled to find her stater bending over her. "How late I am!" she said; "but I was so tired; and 1 have had such pleas- ant dreams:" Then Inez knew by the rush of warmth and light over the fair face that she re- membered ell. Her eyse fell upon the flower—the flower that she was to re- turn to -day. She dill not understand why Inez, who so rarely entered her room, lingered near and would not leave her—why she talked so wittily raid amusingly of the tableaux nate the bail, that simple, sweet Agatha, amid have listened ell daywher• eke delay- ed her and kept her from dressing, or from going downstairs, by saying that she was tired and should have some tea brought to her. The first part of her plaza had suc- ceeded even beyond her moat sangluine hope». She lingered In her sister's room keeping watch and guard, lest there should come some note or message, which, unless she were quick en h to intercept, would spoil all. Her vigZ aloe never relaxed until she heard the sound of carriage -wheels and then she knew that the danger—7a past, that ex- planation was impossible, and that Lord Lynne had left the $.ail. Agatha wondered wkly all at once her sister's gay words ceased, why a stillness fell like a mask upon her free; but she had to wonder yet more, for the first nerve she heard was that Lord Lynne had left the Halt CHAPTER SX. .Agatha was sorexy puzzled. She could not understand what Lord Lynne had meant. Why had he taken her into the conservatory purpoMely to speak tether. Why bad he given her that flower., What answer did he want, which was of so little importance to him that he had left without even a messhge for her. She had never been a vain girl; it was not in her to think much of her own powers and gifts; she had not felt quite sure that Lord Lynne loved her. In her sweet humility it did not seem natural to her that he should prefer one like herself to her beautiful :sister. was always kind and tender; but • then he had always been so; during her father's life time he had petted and loved her. What could he have meant. She wished Evelyn Leigh had waited three minutes longer before she had interrupted them. "You know what I have brought you here to say," he had said to her. Nay, that she dad not. Her heart had warmed and thrilled when he uttered the words a sweet, vague hope had come to herbut she was not sure. lead he brought her there to tel her that he loved her. It seemed like it At the time she had felt sure. Yet it could not be so; or why had ho gone away that. moa'n- iz witihowt waiting for her to give hint either the flower or any answer at all. It was simply inoompreheusible, Only ono thing was plain he did not love her, said he had not meant that, A11 day Inez watched her sister's face; it was paler, and had lost something of its bright, happy expression; there seemed to be a wondering question al- ways in her eyes. "When is Lord Lynne coming back?" she heard Agatha asking Mrs. Lynne. "I hardly know," replied his mother, "He left rather :suddenly; he did not say much to me. He spoke of going to Scotland for shooting in September" "Perhaps he will not coin back un- til after then," said Agatha gently. She would have given much to undemtand his strange behavior. "1 hate Iies," said Inez Lynne to her- self, "they blister and burn my lips— they make me hate and scorn myself— btut I must imply, even if I do not tea, one ore." She sought her sister's room again that evening. All day he had Watched the pain and wonder in that gentle free. She caw that in some measure her simple, guileless sitter zn.ust be eatis- fled. If she were allowed to go on won- dering what Lord Lynne had meant, she weld probably ask him the first time they met. "I must manage two things," she said to herself. "I must sa:tisfiy her, and 1 must preve,n,t them from meeting again until 1 am h5 .s betrothed wife,,, The inflexible will, the iron resolu- tion, the dauntless spirit never failed. She had good qualities; .used for a good purpose, they might have made Inez Lynne remarkable even in a remarkable age; as it was, they helped to lose her. She hated herself with a bitter hatred for the part shs had played, and for the part she had yet to play. "Send away your maid, Agatha," she said, "and let us have a chat. I am not in the least tired." A.ga£hn, wondered again at her sin• ter's kindness, and felt a glow of hap- piness, believing thcet she was begin- ^'- to love her at last. t us sib by the window," said Inez; "1 am never tired of watching the moonlight on those trees." .Agatha drew her chair to the wins dew, and they sat side by side, the be- trayer and the betrayed. There watt a strange look on the beautiful Southern free—something of shame and of pain. Her breath seemed to come in tdziok, hot gasps, when Agar that Laid her head caressingly upon her shoulder, and said, 'It is de- lightful to have a sister; after all, Inez, no one in the world can be quite like oete'tz own sister." "But 1 am not your own sister," said Inez, 'Do not say so," replied Agatha, with a sound of reproach in her gentle voice. "1 never re iiember that we had not one mother." "I remember it," said Inez, and her face grew dark with the words. They seemed to nerye her and give back the resolution that the sight of that fair yoesig head resting upon her shoulder had half shaken. "Agatha;' she said suddenly, "one year of the time my father named has expired." "Yes," replied the sister, and the words seemed very much like a half - drawn sigh. She felt her sister's breath like a hot, scorching flame upon her cheek. She looked up and saw the beautiful face all glowing. "Agatha," whispered the name clear voice that had deceived Lord Lynne, "if ever our cousin tells you that he loves me, what shall you say?" She felt the quick tremor that shook the young girl—ehe saw the gentle face grow reale. "ef ever he comes to you," continued Inez, "and. tells you thee he loves me, lout that I am too proud and reserved he does not dare to ask me to be his wife, but wishes you to intercede for him, what shall you say?" The fair head was raised from her shoulder, and two pure, sweet eyes look- ed searchingly into her face. "Do you care for him, Inez?—do you love him?" she asked. Inez was almost frightened at the ex-• pression that came into her sister's face and lingered there for some moments. "Yes, I love him," she replied, at last; "not as you cold, quiet English love, but as we Spaniards, 'Daughters of the but who would think nothing of giving a life for those we love. If ever he comes to you, little sister, and asks you to speak for him, what shall you say?" "Is he likely to do so?" asked Agatha, her gentle face growing paler with each word. "I think so," was the false reply. "I have been so proud, so haughty, so re- served; but 1 menet doubt that he loves me." "If ever he eomes to me with that re- quest," said Agatha, 'I shall remember what you have said to me to.night, and I shall tell him to hope—to speak for himself." "Would you like me to be Dady Lynne?" asked Inez gently. Agatha waited two or three minutes before she ;;poke, then she laid her head down upon her Lister's shoulder again, and said, "Yes, if it would make you and Philip both happy, I should like to see you Lady Lynne." Then a strange quiet fell upon her. The sound of her sister's voice fell upon lzer ear like a sound from a distance, The gentle, faithful heart sand „ LAO WATCH F r was tv ed oro,es:ro �a A�Don't pay ethoo for a Goz;n W.kTotr. 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He had wanted her to plead. with Inez for him. "Agatha," he had said. "you know what I have brought you here to tell you." Be had brought her there to tell her that he Loved her sister—to ask her to use her influence for him. "How vain and foolish 1.was," cried the poor girl," to think he eared for me!" Yet how fondly he had looke,', at her, how tender and musical his vote i i She felt almost indignant With lug dist 11e had misled her: ' "11 is well that neo one dreams that 1 care for him," she thought. "I am thankful, too, that I have kept watch and guard over my owe, heart, and have not allowed myself to love Mw as I could have done." For some days Agatha looked. unlike herself; she was gentle and patient, but the brightness eeemed gone from her face. During those few days the young girl fought and won a hard battle, Inez had not spoken 'truly when :she said her sister could not 'feel. She did not know how completely that gentle girl had thought and feeling under control. She did not understand the force aztd merits of a disciplined character. True, Agatha Lynne would never love "too well but nob wisely;" her heart and affections would go with her .duty. She would never have schemed, and planned, and toiled to win a love that was not given to her. Not even to herself• would she or did she admit that she loved her cou- sin unsought or unasked. She said to herself that she had been vain and fool- ish, that she had mistaken his meaning, that she must cure herself of all such follies, and rejoice in the Happiness that was coming to her siated. But she never said that she loved him—because he had not asked her. ---and part of A.gatha'a code of honor was "that no girl should ever give her heart or her love until it was asked for." She would not admit even to herself that she suffered froze a strange new pain; she busied' herself in the interests of others; she read more, talked more, and would not think.. Agathe was not capable of loving or of suffering as deeply as her sister. •Noith- e•r could she have erred as her sister didt. There was no height to which that deep passionate nature could not have attain- ed, there was not depth to which it could not have sunk; but for Agatha there were neither great heights nor great depths. She would have been intensely happy as Lady Lyene, Happy because she voted have loved Philip 'so dearly, and her life w'onld have been so bright and beautiful passed with Mm. But if it was not to be --if Lord Lynne loved her sister --she must be happy in another wqy, Although there was no deep tragedy, no broken heart, no silent despair, al- though even to herself she would not, own that it was so, still there was a pain to be fought against and subdued, 1 should like to go away for tune," she thought,' "and forget all about. it," in a strange manner this wish was gratified. Evelyn Leigh had c severe and and dangeroris illness. For many days she was in the greatest peril. When she had sonteweat recovered, the doc±tors•for once agreed in saying that she roust have a change of air and of seine, 1last- tiergs was strongly recommended, and Mrs. Leigh took a house there. Evelyn pleaded hard that Agatha Lynne might aesempany them, and .Agatha 4terself WAS anxious to'go. lira. I-ynno slightly 11,s eenturred, nil wink 1z•att she would be to e dull and lonely; but shs yielded to ids entreaties of tee nick girl, and in was de. aided, that Agatha should epend the nut• men with the Leight at Rastings. Ines watehed her sister's departure with the greatest relief. "Now Ji have the field to myself," she said; "and it will be chard if 1 do not succeed,,, ,.. When Philip heard from .his mother that Agatha bad gone for a long visit to the Leighs, he determined to return home before he went to Scotland. It would look better and less strange, he thought, dean if he kept away altoge- thee, Lord Lynne had been grieved, and pained, and annoyed. He did not like to judge Agatba harshly, but he could not help feeling that she bad in some de- gree misled him. She must have seen how much he cared for her, he thought, and she might have saved him the marti- fioation. They had been confidential friends at least, and she might have told him that she loved Allan Leigh, Philip could not forget Agatha.. He smiled when he remembered that he had once fancied he loved Florence Wyverne. He knew more of what love was now. He had laid his whole heart at the feet of that gentle, fair girl, and he could not forget his love. No mercenary thought had been mixed with it. He wished to marry Agatha Lynne because he loved her. He never dreamed of marrying Inez without love, simply be- cause she had money, Just at this time he thought very little about his unele's will; he only remembered that he had loved in venin. He thought but little, and eared ass little, that the time Was coining when he would have to lose the splendid heritage that night have been his. CHAPTER X, The autumn months came and went, and still Agatha remained at Hastings; EveIyn's recovery seemed at times doubtful. They had decided to remain there for the winter, and to go abroad in the spring. Lord Lynne had stayed for three weeks at Lyrznewolde before he went to Scotland for his shooting. During those three weeks he was thrown eonstantly into the society of Inez. He would have had a heart harder than marble to have resisted her beauty ane her grace; to dressed SO well; her toilet was recherche, and displayed such exqui- site taste- Duxin!g• the long autumn evenings she sung to him, until his heart thrilled with the rich passionate melody of her voice. All her wit, her genius, her talent, were called into re- quisition in order to amuse hiss, Phe consequence was, that during the whole time of lite visit to Lynnewolde not one moment appeared heavy or dull. She had always something with which to engross or amuse him, "1 had nn idea, Inez," he said to hez one day, "that you could be so amusing. I used to think you proud and reserved." "No one ever cares for me," she re- plied, with a very frank smile. "When Agatha is near, small stars are eclipsed by the sun." She looked so candid, and smiled so frankly, that her verde quits misled Philip, and he inwardly reproached him- self that he had been unjust to her— that he, as well as everyone else, had neglected her for Agatha. "1 have always felt myself half an nterloper," she continued sadly, "al- though I am Lord Lynne's eldest child. Was ever fate so strange or sad as Mine?" It was the first tine she had spoken f herself; and the sad, musical voice, rISith its half -musical accent, touched 11 the fountains of tenderness and hivalry in Lord Lynee's heart. "Have we seemed cold or unkind to ou, Inez?" he asked, gently. "At times,' 'she replied, "1 have felt uite alone" Ho looked at the beautiful face, and he lnrge liquid eyes moist with tears. ould this woman, with her rare south- rn beauty, have felt sad and lonely? ad he, wrapped up In his vain love for nether, forgotten and neglected her? ever had Lord Lynne felt so much in- ined to love his cousin; never before ad. she so nearly touched itis heart. She se the impression his words produced. he was too wise to weaken them by petition. ""I am tiring you," she said. "I forget y little troubles interest no human ing besides myself. You said yes- rday, Lord Lynne, you Zvould like to ar that Venetian barcarole. Shall I ng it to you?" Before Philip had time to reply, Inez s seated at the piano, her rich voice ling the room with the melody of e old Venetian song. When that was Jelled she began another—a Iove song a time—with every note a sigh, low, ft, and taking with it the fire of her nuius, and the love of her heart. She ng on until Phiay rose from his seat d began to pace the room. He could t withstand the charm of this syren; es seemed to sing his heart away from n; his whole being thrilled with the let fancies that came to him with the ale, 'lie is half won," she murmured to self, as she watebed the changes that sect over his face in the evening sizing; "a little mare patience, a little re skill, anti he will be mine." his skill she displayed still more oitly by seeming to avoid him during last two days of his stay. He had fessed himself charmed with Iter so- ty; she knew that she amused and .,,,ted Min. Now he should learn at it was to be without her. During se two days she only saw him at rare arvals; and when he was leaving inewolde he bade her adieu with real et, for site had been a most delight. cahupaition. 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Love and Inez Lynne never entered his mind together; but those letters were infinitely charming. charming. A woman's genius shows it- self in her letters, and those of Inez's were matchless. They were witty, spark- ling and amusing; yet a veil of melan- choly hung over them. Sweet simple Agatha could never have written such letters; she would not perhaps have un- derstood them even the graceful im- agery, the daring wit, the poetical fancy that revealed themselves in every line, were all unknown to her. So for nearly three months they cor- responded, while Agatha regained her lost roses, and strove hard to find peace and tranquility. Then Christmas came round, and Lord Lynne resolved to spend it at Lynnewolde. 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