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Show 44 RJCHAilD llllllDlS. "So prudent, ~fary-prudt•nt." " "And you will not go to the house 1 G ] b -God bless "\Vhatt to mcct7timthcrc1 No, no! 00(- y d't'on1" , . . . b . r chmwes of fortlme or con 1 1 . yon, M:ll'y, whale\ Ct e J ~~~ fl og it ft·om me and, gathering ] carried _her hand lo my ~,::~ 5~~111 npon my ,:•ay. 'y as it in up the bndlc of m.y steed, ·1·. , 1 I stole a ~Ylance bnck-h l . I I 1tcnrJ be tmu me o trntlt a so w 110 1 "·anl-and she sat ' upon I 1 "' with It er face buried in her tIC oo, ltnnds. EVIL MOODS. CHAPTER VI. EVlJ. MOODS. "Wlty tulk we not together ltnnd-in-lmnd, And I ell om· griefs in mo1·e fnmilint· tcrmst But thou :u·t gone, nnd lenv'st me here nlone, To dull the Hit· with my discout·sive moan!" MARLOWE AND NASH. "Sng sat upon tltc log, witlt her face bnried in l1er hands." More than once, as I rode rtw:1y that evening, did I repeat those words to myself. "Wherefore sl1ould she exhibit such emotion 1 wherefore should she sob at my departme 1 Did she not love -was she not betrothed to another 1 Of this I had no doubt, and wlmt could I think 1 '\Yas not such emotion natural enongl11 IInd we not been born as it were together 1 Had we not been together fl'om the earliest dawn of infuncy-at that period when cllildren, like clustering buds upon a rose-bush in early spring, rejoice to intertwine, as if tho rude hands of the world wore neve1· to pluck them asunder, and place them in different nnd foreign bosoms 1 '\\T:1s it not natural enough that she should shoiV some sign of sorrow at thus parting with a yout},full)laymate? I labored to persuade myself tl1at tl1is was all; yet, the more I reflected upon the matter, the more mysterious and contradictory did it seem. If it were tl~:1t her emotions were natural to her as a long-familiar playmate, why had she been so estranged from me for so many p1·evious and painful months 1 why did she look always so grave, in later days, whcnover we met ? wl1y so reserved-so ditlCreut from the confiding girl who had played with me from infancy 1 wl1y so slow to meet me as formerly 1 wl1y so unwilling to wander with me as before, among the secluded paths which our own feet had beaten into |
