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CHAPTER XLI. She did not restst, but resigned herself to his embrace, as il‘ he still had the right. to take her in his arms, as if r'hr‘ still belonged to him she had been llil- der a great, an indescribable strain for several hours and his sudden ])l‘08(‘ll('l:. the look in his eyes. the touch of his hands. deprived her of the power '0l thought, of resistance. To her and to him at that moment. it was as if they had not been parted, as if tihe events of the last few months were only Vismiiary. With surrender in every fibre of her being she lay in his arms. her head upon his breast. "her eyes closed, her lit-art throbbing wildly under the kisses. which he pressed passionately upon her lips, her hair; the while he called upon her IlflllllC, as if his lips hungered to pronounce rt». "St-afford!" she said, at. last. “It f5 really you! Wheiiâ€"~“ Her voice died WWII-y. as if she were speaking in a dream and her eyes closed with a little shud- der of perfect joy and rest. "Yes; it‘s I!" he responded. in a voice almost as low as hers, a voice that tremb- led With the intensxty of his passion. his joy in having her in his arms agillll‘ "Last night I came down by the first train â€"â€"I waited at the station for i141 came traight from the docks." She drew a happy sigh. “So soon? And you came straight here? When I saw you just now, I thought it was a vision: if the dogs had not been hereâ€"I remembered that. dogs do not see ghosts. Oh, Stafford. it is so long, so very long. since I have seen you. so sad and dreary a. time! Tell hieâ€"41.11. tell me every- tlhingl Where have you been But I know! Stafford. did you know that I sit-W you the day you sailed?" she shuddered faintly. ‘I tihought that was a vision. too, that. it was my fancy: it would not have been the first time I had fancied I had seen you." He drew hea‘ to the bank. and sinking on it held her in his arms, almost like a. child. "You saw me! Youâ€"â€"thero in London! And yet I can understand. Dearest. I did not hear of your tiQublle until a few weeks ago. But I must tell youâ€"" "Yes. to“ me. I long to hear! Think, Stafford! I have not heard of youâ€"since I saw you at the concert in London one night~â€"-" Ho star-ted and held her more tightlyâ€"“I looked round and saw you; and when you turned and looked up to- wards me. it seemed as if you.must have seen me. But tell me! (u), I want to hear everything!" 'llhe spell wrought by the joy of his pro. some still held her reason. her memory, -‘lSll Yilllllg -‘ 2i Or, the Belle of the Season. i l l in tlirull: one thought. mm fact, domin- ated :ill tililicrs: thc tact thzit he was here. l‘lliil r'llv WI] in :i.nis. with her head on his bi‘c' si :is 0! old. .\iitl the spell was on hint as strongly: how could llt‘ i‘rinoni- bi-‘I‘ the past and the barrier he had (‘1‘!le- cd between them? “I went to Australia. it low voice every note «if which \\‘LI> pitched to l()\‘l"n‘ harmony: it moihed while it rejoiced her. "I met a man ill London. '1 farmer, who oiloi‘t'il to take me otit with him. You F‘JI’W me start. you say? How st..:1r{:e. how i\”.-ndt‘i‘lul! And I. yes I saw you. but I could not below my senses. lloiw (:Jllld it be my beauti- iul, dainty Ida. the Ulléll'l'FE of lloroiiilalo. standing on the dirty. cqualid quay! I went with him and worked with him on his cat‘ti'lei‘un. Do you remember how you taught me to count sheep, Ida? How often when I was riding: tihrwugh solitary wastes I have recalled l‘llfiSO hours. every ldni.” he said in look of your dear eyes. every curve of those sweet. lipsâ€"bod them up. to fine. doartst l’OVCl‘y tone of your veice. the low. musical voice the memory of. which had power to set every nerve tingling witili longing and despair. The work was hard. it seeintd uuceasing. but I was glad of it; for sometimes I was too weary to think; too weary even to (“‘0le of you And it was sad business dreaming of you. Ida; for. you see. there was the waking." "Do I not. know?" she murmured. with some iiiig like a sob, and her 'hand clos- ed on his shoulder? “My employer was a. pleasant. genial me; i. my fellow-laborers were good ii‘l- llO\\.~". I could have been happy. or. 11% leas'. contented with the life, hard as it was. if I could but have forgotten: if I Could even for a day have lost the awful hunger and thirst. for you; if I could have got you out of mv mind, the memory of you out of my heartâ€"but I could not!" He paused. looking straight before him; and gazing up at him. she saw his face drawn and haggard. as if he still thought himself separated from her. Then. as if he remembered. he looked down at her and caught her to him with a sudden vio- lence that almost hurt her. "But. I could not; you haunted me. dear- est. all day and all night! 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One iiiizlit lllL' drinki ii: lid to fighting and l .-.mvd izp to .i rum «if Ai‘uk. :1 giant of it li-limx; .tiid wt- fullg‘ill until both of us w'crt- kink-kiwi on l)lli I riwziii-nilwr li‘ni going down lll‘~ inc! beforc l fell. 1 \\\'l‘.l ii‘cni b’itl iii worse. The O‘NH'T vi the run it was ..ill- (d S'ili~liti:y Plziin spoke at warn! of \\.it' tug. and I tried to pull up. tricd to HR“ to Hit work i:.i:.ilii. .Iiid l'vii' myrli ii it; but :ili. wcll. (l-‘Jll‘t\"i. ‘llll ll‘l (:ml V'iii would i‘nt ttn<lcr<1't'~(l ‘lf thl minim} know what ll man 'H liki- \Vl’lvll lip . .i‘ dis w’th fate. and i~ bed-.1 itiw ‘\'lZ. rlw {I r." "Do I n it!" size iniii‘niiiiwl again. the fullest ‘l"ll‘ tr '1)». you i.i'nl‘ l!- iriil iii; and w- p: : wonrc iii 1 ' Oli, Still it‘d. thi l‘l' h l\'(- horn l - li'iick '{ii'i‘s viii“! l l("ll‘"i‘ll in kimw \ l‘y' :ouir- women fly i) drink in 4ll‘1i\“,) .i« misc v ind our in -nrv s kct‘iict‘ ‘lirivi ‘.'t)‘.llt~ l‘"il‘ wi less N.) mh“.('klt‘ilt no have I!” do but think think. think! (in mi. (itin- wt! I Stt‘nl ft) saw \'i‘iil Mbci‘ti!" ’Tliziuk Grid! ,vuii m ltl irwil' liix i-nivl litiski'v 'lec black I"! II“. c l f: r .1 l'mi'l und I settled down in um'l. irwi'.i I'lin' (l‘lV tl‘t‘ro was an attack iipzv- ill-i litrtii ‘hj.’ the blacks :is they arc «ii'li‘d. l \‘ulfi' l-rturnlo‘y ’if ltivric. and “‘1' llillllt‘Et‘tl to beat them oil' and save the stack l.’ was :1 V’Ililllfllilt‘ nue :llltl mu Iirniiil’l-‘Vcr. think- in? too highly of my services. mallc liit‘ a present of half the value. It um: 'I g-niiei‘~ oii.< gift. 'l laiV'sli our. and :Ll'U;&‘,Ill\l. un‘ called forâ€"" "Oh, Stafford. d=i i'ou thi'ik l d'in‘t know that you i" lied your life. 3.. plainly as if I had been told. :is if I had lit‘t'il there!" she said. her eyes glmviiig. her brc'itih coming luster. Stafford 4zo'lii‘cd and turned away train the suibiect. “It was :i irirei HI"). and Mr Joiller that is the i‘fll‘lO of the owner of Solis. in'y Piainwridvi ed mt‘ to invest it in a run of my own: there was enough to buy a l:ll‘2‘c'.’ln(l important ore. ,I \Vt‘lll down to Melbourne to see the agents. and .s there no SJPII thing as fate. or chance, Ida? Indeed there is!â€"-:is I war: walking down one of the streets. I heard my name spoken. I turned and saw the stablcmnvi from the ‘Woodninu Iiiii,‘ )lr Grovrs's man “Henry.” murmured Ida. curiously: for had he not met her lover! “Yes. He was surprised. but I think glad. to see me; and we went to :1 hotel and talked. For srine time I couldn't bring myself to speak your name: you see, dearest. it had lived in my heart so loiig and I had only whispered it to iillt’ stars and in the solitary places. that I 71 shrunk from uttering it aloud." he ex plained with masculine simplicity. Ida's eyes filled with tears and she nestr led closer to him. “At last I asked after the people. and nervously mentioned the Hall and â€" and ‘Miss Ida.’ Then the man told me." _ His voice grew lower and he laid h's hand on her head and stroked her hair sootliiiigly. pityiiigly. "He-told me that your father was dead. had died suddenly. and worse~for it. was worse to me. dearestâ€"that you had been left poor. and well-nigh peiiniless." She sighed, but as one who sighs, look- ing back at a sorrow which hot; passed long ago and is swallowed up in present Joy. “I asked him where you were. and when he. told me that you had left the Hall. and that it was said youâ€"you were working for a livelihood. that you were in pov- erty, Iâ€"dearest. I felt as \lf I should go mad. Think of it! There was I, all those thousands of miles away. with all that money in my possession. and you, the queen of my heirt, the girl I loved better than'life itself, in poverty and perhaps wanting a friend!" He was silent a mo- ment. and Ida felt him shudder. “When I ll‘ld taken my passage," he went on. succinctly. “I sent Henry up W the run to fill my place. and with him a letter to explain my sudden departure: and the next day Heaven being kind‘to mekl iflllOLIld have gone out of my mind if I had had to wait” we sailed. I SIOOG at the bow. with my ' ice turned towards England. and counted the days before I could get there and begin my search for you. ’ “And you came here, Stafford, first?" she said. to lead him on: for what an un- speakahle bliss i: was to listen to him! _“_Yes; I knew that I should hear some tidings of you here. There would be a lawyer a steward. who would know. I little thought. liopczl. to see you y0u1‘501f. Ida. I came from the station to-night to look at the old place. to walk where we had walked. to stand where we had stood. I stooped under the trees here and looked at the house. tit the terrace where I had seen you. w‘rttdlied for you. I could see that. men had been at. work, and I thought that you had sold the place. that the new people were altering it. and I cursed them in my heart; for every stone of it is sac- red to me. And then. as I stood looking. and asking myself where you were. the dogs came. Even tilien it did not occur to me that you were still hei‘ewut the Hall Band when I Slbw yoii~â€"" He stopped. and laughed shortly. as a. man (1005 when his emotion is almost. too much for him. "I‘d made up my mind what. to write to you; but. you see. I had no thought, no hope. of seeing you; and HOWâ€"call. well. it's hard to think of anything. with you in my arms! But see here. Ida. there isn't any need to sit" anything, is there? You‘ll come back \v,tli me to that new worldâ€"h What was it what word in the tender. loving speech that. like :1 breath of wind sweeping (may a mountain mist. cleared the mist from her mind. woke her from llt‘l‘ strange dream-like condition, recall- ed the past. and, iiias! and alas! the nro sent. With It low cry. a cry of anguishâ€" one has heard it. front the lips of n suffer. er waking from the anodyue of sleep 10 fresh puinssilio tore herself from his ath and with both hands to her head. stood regarding him, her face white. something like terror in her e315. "Ida!" he cried. rising 7 his liaiiis to her. She shrunk bitck putting out. her hand as if to kccp hint oil. “Don't~don't ('(‘lllt‘ near me! Oh. and stretching how could I ll’l\'c forgotten l’llQW could I.“ I must have been mad!" She wrung her hands and bit her lips as if she were tortured by the hlltllflt‘ of it. Ills arms full to his sides. and he stood and 100de at her. "Idii. listen to me! Isl, tooihnd l‘or- * gotten. Itâ€"it was the dt-ligli: of seeing you. But. dearest. what does the past mat- ter.” It is past. I have conic back to you. .Slie 'urned to him with sllppi'c:etd pas- sioii. "Why did you leave me?" c;me pain- fully from her white lips. His face grow red and his eye: fell he fei't- lit-:6 for a. moment. 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THECANADA SIARCH CUMPANY, LIMITED Montreal, Cardinal, Brantford. Fort William ‘th was for your father's sake?" she said. almost inaudibly. “Yes”. he responded grimly. WAhd it saved him~saved his good name. at any rate. The rest, wentâ€"you have heard?" She made a. gesture of assent. He drew i. long breath. and held out his hand to er. “Ca. you not forgive me, Ida? knew what the sacrifice cost me. how much I have sufieredâ€" See here. dear- est"â€"â€"he drew still closer to herâ€"“let the past go. It shall. I swear! 'Ilhero is a limit to a. man's endurance. and I have passed it. I love you, Ida, I want you! Come back with me and let us live for each other. live for love. Dearest, I will teach you to forget the wrong I did you. It's very little I have to offer you. a share Ill the hard life of a farmer out there in the wilds; but if you were still mistress of Hereiidale, instead of poorâ€"" Half unconsciously she broke in upon his prayer. . “I am stillâ€"what I was. I am not poor. My father was a rich man when he died." Stafford regarded her with surprise, then he moved his hand. ad if he were If you waiving away the suggestion of an ob- stacle. “I am glad~for your sake, dearest; though for my own 1 would almost, ra. (her that you were as poor as I thought you; that I might work for you. Why do you stand and look at me so hopelessly. What else is there to divide us. dearest?" Her lips opened and almost inaudibly she breathed. "Your honor." Ile winced and set his teeth hard. "My honor!" "Yes You have pledged your word. you have made your bu-i‘gain~the price was paid. I supDOSQ; you say so. Then in hon- or you belong tofiher.” The color flawed in his face his: eyes grew hot “You cast inc oiliyou drive me back in her!” llL' said Etrurcely knowing what he said. "Yes!" she responded, faintly, You be. long to herâ€"t0 her only. Not to me, all, not to me! No. no do not "ouio near me. do not touch me! I had forgottcii~l was Illildli‘bllt I have remembered, I um 511110, now." ' Driven almost beyond himself by the sudden revulsion from joy and hope to doubt and despair, racked by the swift stonin‘ing of his passioii,_Stitfford's un- reasoniiig anger rose against her; is always so with the man. “You send me awayâ€"to her! Youkymi do it coolly, easily enough! Pcl‘llitps you have some other reasonâ€"someone 1mg- steppcd into iiiv placed” It was :1 truel thing to say. oven in his madness For a moment she ('OWUI'td un- der it. then sht- raised her white llfl't‘ and looked straight into his eyes. “And if there can you ‘ililllll‘ me? You cast me usideiyou sacrificed “1.. 10 your father's honor. You had done with me,“ her voice vibrated with .lllL' bitter- ness which had been her portion for so many dreary months. “Was the world. mv life. to cease from tliiit time forth? For you there “115*!3011180I10 else. “’tnlllll. :1 iid it l , llii‘ l reigned between them; the dogs who had. been sitting watching them, rose and! shivering, whirled complainingly, as if! they were askng what was amiss. It was the womanâ€"as alwaysâ€"who first.‘ relented and was moved to pity. She m'ov- ed to the motionless figure and touched, him on the arm. “Forgive me! I-I did not mean to wound you; butHbut. you drove me too hard! Butâ€"but it is true. We cannot un. do the past. It is there-has solid, as un- movable. as that mountain: and it is be‘ tween us. a rwazll, a. barrier of stone. N0< thing can remove it. Youâ€"you will re. momlber your honor. Stafford?" Her voice, quavered for a. moment, but she steadied it, ‘Youâ€"you will not, lose that, though, all else be lost? You _“‘111 go to her?" He looked at her, his breath coming thick and painfully. "Oh. dear! yousâ€"you he, broke out at last. "Iâ€"am just! Oh. my dearest. my dear- est!” she took his hand and laid it? against her cheek. her lips. "Don't you see how much it costs me to send you; away? But I must! I must! Go~oh, go now! 1â€"1 eztnnot hear much more!" His hand fellâ€"it shookâ€"fell softly, ten- derly on her head. "God forgive me for the wrong I have wrought you. the tears I have caused you!" he said. hoarsely. “Yes. I daresay you're right. andâ€"and I'll go! Let. me see you go back to the houseâ€"v One kiss, the ll’afit, the last! Oh. Ida, Ida. life of my life. soul of mv souil!" , He caught her to him, and she lay In his arms for a moment. her lips clung ta his iii one. long kiss. then she tore heJ‘soll away from him and fled to the house. '1 Stafford went on to “The Woodman. where Mr. Groves was surprised. and. 1!. need scarcely be said. overjoyed to set) are hardâ€"â€"" him. To him. the young man was still “Mr. Stafford." and he eyed him with an amazed and respectful admiration; for though Stafford had never been a weak- lingI he had grown so hard and IIIUot‘Uillll' and altogether "fit" that Mr. Grows could not refrain from expressing his approval. "Ali. there is nothing like roughing it. Mr. Stafford. sir," he said. "I can tell in a. minute when it man's ‘grit‘ right through. and been doing square and lion- («at work. It seems strange to 11.: com- moner folk that you Kt‘llll(~foilm should be so fond of gong through all sorts of llal‘d>lll1)s and perils for just the fun of it; but. after till, it's not to l)L‘ wondcred :it. for that's the kind of spirit that lillfl helped Englishmen to make England what it is. But you're looking it trillu pale and worn to-niglii. sir. Ive no doubt it‘s want oi dinner. If I'd known you'd hem] ruining~bul you know I'll do my l)t'l~l. sir." lle did his he»: and Stafford trir-d to do justice to it: but i: was almost. lnIpUMLIJlQ to iuit .\nd he checked the :ilino-t ovar- Hillel-"1‘1!!! desire to drink tmi much. To be continued 1 T ___- "It is the duty of t‘\'t,'l'_'»‘4ill” to make zit least one person happy (luring,r the week." ~aid a Sunday T‘dvnk’40l “1" “angle”; Sgtbfilllf’lfl‘l,“¥y“U 3111001 tea/other. “Now, have you ‘OIEOlflilon, no 1): o‘ :i i-. cs. 7 _ h V,‘ , ‘ . Ill’el't‘ is oneâ€"one who is both g-iod and done 51). Julilili). 3.6.8, ’ said “Olilo'b‘m‘fi -' I or- 1 f Joliiini.~ promptly. ‘ [not 5 right. 519 are down illlt cov Lug lt'l' titc . ' . _ ’ I. M I > w .h her hands turned away. Stiitl’ord “ hat (lid _\wil (lo. I went. 1,0 Mood ii: turned to stein-.las if he hadI lost 59,. my aunt and gm. “no happy the sense of bghL .iiid icarng. nitnco when I “em hum‘u... 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