Part 46 (1/2)

”Please don't speak so to me today. I've endured all I can. I can't keep up another minute unless you let things go on as they were.

Tomorrow I'll try to tell you all. It's your right.”

”I didn't mean to say anything myself till after supper, and perhaps not till tomorrow, but I think I'd better. It will be better for us both, and our minds will be more at rest. Come with me into the parlor, Alida.”

”Well, perhaps the sooner it's over the better,” she said faintly and huskily.

She sunk on the lounge and looked at him with such despairing eyes that tears came into his own.

”Alida,” he began hesitatingly, ”after I left you this noon I felt I must speak with and be frank with you.”

”No, no!!” she cried, with an imploring gesture, ”if it must be said, let me say it. I couldn't endure to hear it from you. Before you went away I understood it all, and this afternoon the truth has been burned into my soul. That horrible man has been here--the man I thought my husband--and he has made it clearer, if possible. I don't blame you that you shrink from me as if I were a leper. I feel as if I were one.”

”I shrink from YOU!” he exclaimed.

”Yes. Can you think I haven't seen the repugnance growing in spite of yourself? When I thought of that man--especially when he came today--I understood WHY too well. I cannot stay here any longer. You'd try to be kind and considerate, but I'd know how you felt all the time. It would not be safe for you and it would not be right for me to stay, either, and that settles it. Be--be as kind to me--as you can a few--a few hours longer, and then let me go quietly.” Her self-control gave way, and burying her face in her hands, she sobbed convulsively.

In a moment he was on his knees beside her, with his arm about her waist. ”Alida, dear Alida!” he cried, ”we've both been in the dark about each other. What I resolved to do, when I started for town, was to tell you that I had learned to love you and to throw myself on your mercy. I thought you saw I was loving you and that you couldn't bear to think of such a thing in an old, homely fellow like me. That was all that was in my mind, so help me G.o.d!”

”But--but HE'S been here,” she faltered; ”you don't realize--”

”I don't believe I do or can, yet, Alida, dear, but that blessed Jane's spying trait has served me the best turn in the world. She heard every brave word you said and I shed tears of joy when she told me; and tears are slow coming to my eyes. You think I shrink from you, do you?” and he kissed her hands pa.s.sionately. ”See,” he cried, ”I kneel to you in grat.i.tude for all you've been to me and are to me.”

”Oh, James! Please rise. It's too much.”

”No, not till you promise to go with me to a minister and hear me promise to love, cherish--yes, in your case I'll promise to obey.”

She bowed her head upon his shoulder in answer. Springing up, he clasped her close and kissed away her tears as he exclaimed, ”No more business marriage for me, if you please. There never was a man so in love with his wife.”

Suddenly she looked up and said fearfully, ”James, he threatened you.

He said you'd never be safe a moment as long as I stayed here.”

His answer was a peal of laughter. ”I've done more than threaten him.

I've whipped him within an inch of his life, and it was the thought of you that led me, in my rage, to spare his life. I'll tell you all--I'm going to tell you everything now. How much trouble I might have saved if I had told you my thoughts! What was there, Alida, in an old fellow like me that led you to care so?”

Looking up shyly, she replied, ”I think it was the MAN in you--and--then you stood up for me so.”