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All r.nirrs Reskuved. FOOTPRINTS IN THE SNOW. A NOVEL BY D01U RUSSELL, (Author of "The Mi.vkr'8 Oath," "THE Vicar's Governess," *'An^abkl's Rival," Ax, &c.) CHAPTER XXII.—" LOVE'S NOT TIMR'S fool. Elisib-th almost gave a ery when sbe lJ1ade this recog- won, and the next moment sho endeavoured vainly to ]ior way through the crowd, so as to overtake him. !*» huive/cr, she found to be anything but au easy Ojie stately dowager looked round at her astouiskmeat as she accidently pressed against her Another aristocratic danu eye.t, with unmitigated j^Otenajy; her unmannerly efforts to push herself' for- a!1d as Kliziljetli did so, with her strained eyes 2^*1.° j1 Jasper Tyroii's retreating form, he vanished from & si-jilt and, probably, the next minute had passed out IntQ t.te square. Still Elizabeth struggled on, though some moments ^Ce»8;irily elapsed before she could reach the outer door, in iis s'le so, she felt her inn grasped, and tum- 0,? qah-.kly round, saw the sharp, little eager face of Mrs. ^hee hy her si le. Hi ^°:ir • now *ts jest providence that I saw ye," said 1 Irish woman. ".Sure it's so agreeable to us both to rj home with each other! Now that's a foine preacher ye think, though for my part I loike a discourse ou Oicre agreeable subjects." me go, "Mrs. O'Shee," said Elia-ibeth, impatiently, her arm loose from her landlady's detaining ) Crasp. i thought I s:>w a friend on before—I wish to t°J>a alone." Q'a?llre> me *d'r, I'll not hurt ye though," said Mrs. ohoe ;>ut Elizabeth ran p:ist her,anu the next moment ^rh! ^uare. -ii Wiiy t0 was her next thought, which way ? ~Aus, sbc must have taken the wrong one, or in tha j 0lv'l issuing from the church she must have missed' r JU>; r Tyrell, for vainly she hurried forward—vainly tl Tv1 some figure that for a moment, in the dark, "^lii-ved wa-s her old lover. All round the square she breathless, disheartened; peering in this face or a, but she could sec no Jasper. He was gone, and she been so near him, was her first thought; her next, as y* «>f disappointment and pain rose in her eyes, was *;i w'—it better," she said beneath her «atii; and exhausted, faint, and pale, she crept back to l r ru<uns, the pleasant handsome face of Jasper Tyrell her as she wen t. 151 u nex^ llay ^r- Wilmot called again, and though Jsabeth had requested Mrs. O'Shee to say site was en- ^5(' if anyone did so, he was again admitted. ^ntl so you want to shut your doors on me?" he said 0 some anger in his voice, after his first salutations. "ere over. t; lam not well, answered Elizabeth wearily. "Iam f £ d—and—" «^nilappy? Is it not so?" asked Mr. "Wilmot. You know part of my history," replied Elizabeth, ^d that is a sufficient answer." But I don't want you to be unhappy. I should like and cheer you—suppose you comic with me to- and see a new piece, which is well worth seeing at Gaiety ?" No, certainly not." But why i" for many reasons-ùo not ask me, I will not go." w. Wilmot was silent for a few moments after this, said, Why are you so persistently unkind to "I do not mean to he so," answered Elisabeth, "but must see— you must know—" That because you are a woman, and I am a man, that ^cannot be friends ? I neither see nor know it, and I ""Je some day ho convert you to my views." H»ve you heard anything more?" said Elizabeth, ""JUous to change the conversation. though e advertisement is still in the Timet fiiiaabeth sighed deeply, and was silent, „ 'I came to-day to say good-bye," went on Mr. Wilmot 17? next moment. To-morrow, as I suppose you know, ^ng the first day of, probably, rather a dreary new year, ^■3 civilized world thinks fit to observe it as a holiday, I am expected to join an undoubtedly dreary family |Ty at Langly, and to take a prasent down for the in- heir, whom I naturally love so deeply, for making appearance in this sublunary scene, and thus cutting t entirely out of all chance of the family inheritance." El- ,forgot even that it was New Year's Day," said <^th' with another sigh. shalik *s unhappily, and for the next week or so, I <i i out of town. Shall I find you here when I return ?" no* know." 70U write to me—at least if yon are in any q^We, will you let me know ? See, I will leave my Tw,!r!?san't he drew out a card, wrote a few words in "Ti, °n an'^ it on the table. SenH will ifnd me,"he continued, "and so if these \r0 ,emen from Scotland's Yard alarm you—or if, in fact, hoi, T7e any misadventure, send me one line, and the « V I get it I will return to town." « p.011 are very good—hut—" sea 1,0 not say but—when I come back I hope to f0r more of you—and don't—will you not quite <r?J m° when I am away ?" (i y- Wilmot, do not talk thus." *>&lv —Jou see I obey you in every thing—I mean to live to obey you;" and after a few more such feCfi ^r- Wilmot went away, leaving Elizabeth pev- determined to quit Mrs. O'Shee's house before his ff to ,some attic, rather than stay here," she not bave this man coming here. He •hall « ,atn m his power, but when he comes back, he rp, mul me gone." ^0 miserable consideration of want of *ti<l j £ r ^Jj^abeth's funds were very low by this time, that's!^ 1bnot guessed this fact, and therefore made sure *dman !.1C)t escajje. He was abold,bad,determin- ^owerf'ul f Elizabeth's beautiful face had roused a very «dvanr*.« his heart. Her very coldness to his ?Wd Mrs 0>&d his and he had easily pur. hirn k>,„_r 'n s connivance. She had orders to 1 »t litttel.jV ber lod«er,s movements, and the wretched her iu^H woman was only too glad to obey him To do he dirt*5?.' i. ? not know Elizabeth's real position Mr. -or, *be was grasping, covetous, and very poor. ^liitabl+L believed, therefore, that he had meshed Vtt h<» l ln a web that she could not break through—■ 0 Knew not, and guessed not, of a very- deep and. j "Powering affection, which rendered her alike utterly1 "liferent to his admiration, and guarded her as securely PUst ^ovc as as sh° were sheltered in the hap- town' therefore, and Elizabetli breathed more situatin g was S°?p- "bo determined to take any a0(1Uainf even a menial one) to esca.pe entirely from his! 0^• anr^ Put down her name in two register! 'bew'i m§ tll€ superintendent at both places, that; g0 ^ept anything that thay would give her. g0 ^ept anything that they would give her. ^ti'hir1 trouble, wearing anxiety, and approaching ^izabe+T?13' Ucw year .was born for our beautiful wish fV. these anniversaries! coming whether of w0p OT n°t—coming in times of joy and times to ]0 c°ming to the lessening circle, to divided lives,; still ] y' and neglected lots! Yet the effort day lfS Ifa^e—the sprig of holly perhaps bought, the gala' ePt, when all the rest is changed. *drs. O'Shee made an attempt at festivity to wel- ew ^ear- adorned the vases on Elizabeth's' ioll-T'ece» with three littie sprigs of dusty artificial! aPParcutly, had figured for long years in! ^beeln* r 0wn <Iueer little bonaets. She expatiated on iti r* 1the New Year's Days when she was a girl, c^ttc*, other's house now," and how they had feasted, HS j i Mid made love until "it was nearly the end of t^-6 ^clare," and she finally invited Elizabeth to par- » slice of beef from "me own table, and a prime: ?.■ Promise ye it shall be." Ah '^beth, however, declined the proffered hospitality. Win..OQe sat through the day, her thoughts dwelling *Wmten8e re^ft' and Ionging on the past. That mo- hr(., \ry glimpse of Jasper Tyrell's face seemed to have ^>Ue everyth'iig back to her in more vivid reality. K'W3K *° bave been his wife—for whose sake she had hi,nP^ a Iot more bitter to her than death, had seen "al r°re i struggle with the feeling as she to see hi^ a^-un ^ow ardently, how passionately,! watcbing the faces of the passing .f_ j8,1,'1 streets—turning her head eagerly this 8be went ?n her bread-seeking; ?* Yet she was conscious that, probably, even if he! 4. r n1°W'that he would not recognize her, for she Cot-0; R° about London, without being, as she imagined,' ^tv. L v disguised. She had changed the mode of ar- ^'lied^K 6r ^a'r' wore the waterproof dress, and had dis-1 CtvUl 1, ;r S°bl ear-rings, and, indeed, everything that' ^ack 'to ^er idcntification. She wore also a thick 8aiize veil over her fac?, and altogether her appear-' Ye Was effectually altered. V}i0n came—one °f those days never again forgotten,' 1 oncc m,ore met JasPer Tyreil- She hal been to1 V»y 'Teet, and had returned by the underground rail-1 Wi'f11 was in the act of delivering up her ticket to the' K- a" a.t Victoria station, when a cab passed her close- I j 111 she saw seated Jasper Tyrell. 8fu\ aloud, on the spur of the moment, *H(i ne looked round, heard his name repeated, Pnt up his umbrella to indicate to the driver of the L «> Stop; anu pale, breathless, almost wordless, Eliza-; j™ Went to its side. In' a1fI10.mc'u'' u°t know her, but asked, looking <« jT* 'Did you call me? I thought I heard my name ?" tut ■?^'P<'r saiil Elizabeth again, and that was all; lier next instant he sprang from the cab, and was by «C J • hc Sai'^ c!asPiaS ber haul, "Lissa—you here J" ^iT'^toknowme," she faltered, "I wish—' be seen." me help yon into the cab then," he said. Tell Wi J" this means—how I find you here clone." 10"^ word Elizabeth obeyed him, and then as l-iiiiwf S l himself by ber side, he again clasped her an P"r t, ,this mystery, Lissa," he said, «tins' n!!1U< ? fa my?tF- Th'v did y°u ^ave me v,-hy have you left your husband '•>" thtis tbc 10ng strain on Elizabeth's nerves, the shock of b(.i aCX?e,'te :iy' meeting him again, and the sight of .'Wdface, had completely upset her, and she leant «< j.ITl the c:>b, and began sobbing bitterly. hush — for God's sake, hush," said Jasper 111010 P^!VP to appearances than she was. "Do not Yr'^T tbtls, Kliadjetli—remember where you are." sa'd Elizabeth, faintly, trying to check her '27,S emotion, but it came so suddenly, Jas- Cll)g you again." ei ee cf11 asked Jasper Tyi-ell with sudden vehem- *> K we ever Pal't?" • gave a deep-drawn heavy sigh. Jf-'o [.j,1101 mP," she said. "I can never tdl you— never Ullderstand-and yet—" *tvlipi5!a'"e''b,"said J;isper Tyreil, with some sternness, ^ijeiri^?',01' wrote that letter to me to break off our en- t> I felt there was some mystery behind— a my- n of i 11 ow thinli I have a right to hear the explan- ■^h] bewever painful that explanation may be. I -yy 10 J'.aYe asked you," he continued quickly, if Ci)n° with your husband- that would have b;, v<; ,"Sh for me; but I have heard from my father— tile common report in the country about ^at after living some months in apparent great tn i^3 the man you married, that without a "iki l1"' you left him—" 1.^hea/i If ? \U1 true, Jasper," said Elizabeth, lifting up **0, an,? f lllcbard Horton, at least, knows why I left <t t] r cveT- nie ri: ^a'd Jasper, drawing closer to her. Pain ',f 1M f°r y°u °we me something—months ^PeTr Passionate regret." ° 1** these j™'8 Toi(>e19aiik .aImos* !nto a whisper as he ftu^hin^ f<rvv words' fixlnS M he did so, his dark and crv on her face' and Elizabeth gave a kind of of ^Pare mo" TBSWer to his appeal* said, spare me-yo« talk •rour,n; thatffilnfl had been but regret—Oh I to,sery was nothipg to minor i "You loved me still, t:1 en/' said Ja.'sper Tyrell, a:il ,a shade of triumph passed over his Iun Isome face. Loved you echoed Elizabeth, and she looked at him and Jasper Tyrell asked no more. Well," be said, some day you will toll me all—for Well," be said, some day you will toll me all—for the present I will torment you with no further questions —except wh;it I suppose you do not wish to keepn secret from me. Where are YOU living IIOW, Liss'1--wktt. mWl1ls of support have you—for my father wrote to me that you had left fortune, home, everything behind you— therefore, I think, I have a right to ask you—how are f you living in London, and with whom ?" "I am very, very poor, Jssper," said Elizabeth, in such sweet and trustful accents, that the man by her side grew pale. "I left as you h>^e heard, everything behind me, except the mon?y that I had by me. I brought forty pounds, and fifteen of that has been stolen—and so I am very poor—and I am living at present with a Mrs. O'Shee in Camhri.ige-trect, and I have been there since the eighteenth of last month—the day after I came to Lon- don. ]Sut I am seeking a sÍtuatioa-I mean to work for my daily bread." "My poor girl—Oh! my poor girl," said Jasper Tyrell, much affected by this recital. What people there ore in this place!" went on Eliza- beth. "The woman I am with is a dreadful woman— and it is so miserable—Oh! so miserable Jasper," and Elizabeth's tears began to flow afresh. Well, I have found you again," said Jasper Tyrell. "Anti Lissa my dear, dear Lissa, all trouble about money will now be over. Take wlnt I have with me now, ehibl." And he put his hand into his pocket. "I will ask for some when I want it," answered Eliza- beth, with a sad smile, pushing back some notes that he held towards her. I shall not be afraid to ask you, Jasper—I call bke what I want from you." "I should chink so 1" said Jasper Tyrell. "And now, where can I take you ? Shnll I take you home ?" Elizabeth thought of Mrs. O'Shee—her prying ways, her low and cunning thoughts, and then she answered, I would ask you to go to my rooms, Jasper, but the wo>aan is so disagreeable—the—" It is no matter," said Jasper Tyrell. Eix on some other plhee for me to meet you—Let us met to-morrow, L¡Sls:t s To-morrow—" repeated Elizabeth. Yes—and then to-morrow won't be like all the dull weary to-morrows, that week after week, and month after mouth, I have lately had to look forward to, Livsa. Do you know, child, what you did for me?" continued Jas- per Tyrell, his dark handsome face flushing, and bis lips quivering as he spoke. "I won't say," he went on with a harsh little laugh that you broke my heart. Men's hearer are not easily broken—but you made my life ill- tolerable I tried to forget you—many and many a time I cursed your memory and your mime—but your face would come back—haunting me with its beauty, filling me with unendurable pangs of shame, pain, bitter and passionate regret!" Oh, Jasper! Jasper Do you remember, Lissn, the night when we parted?" went all Jasper Tyrell with increasing excitement. "The night when poor Harry was murdered, and you laid your head on my breast, and looked into my face, and I could have sworn—Oil! my Go I, I did swear, that you would never, never, be anything to another man !—And then to hear—to know that you married that cuh-even before the year v.S out-tho year that you had promised to wait for lue What must you have thought of me, Jasper said Elizabeth, Mid she timidly laid her hand on his arm. Thought of you repeated Jasper Tyrell. I dare not tell you what I thought of you, Lisila-btlt I swore a solemn o&th- And what was that ?" Never to believe in a woman'* word again—never to love one I dare not say now, when, once more I feel your hand in mi»io." Elizabeth gave a bitter sigh^at these words, and would have drawn her hand away, but Jasper held it fast. Nay, let it stay," he said. You can never be tome now what you were, Lissa-but still—but still-" "Jasper," said Elizabeth, and she raised herself up and looked straight into his faee. I may seem to you a dis- honoured and perjured woman-I know I must seem so— but I know in my own heart, and. perhaps, some day when the secrets of all hearts will be known, you will know also, that to you, at least, I was not one—that to vou I was only too true—that for you I sacrificed every- thing on earth!" But how, Lissa ? Give me some clue ? For God's sake let me understand then your words!" Elizabeth hesitated, and the dreadful consequences of Jasper's righteous vengeance for his brother's death rushed into her mlnct I cannot tell you," she said. And yet will you trust me, Jasper ?' she added. It is so hard that you should thiluk ill of me-so hard not to be believed by you." I trusted you but too well," answered Jasper Tyrell, with some bitterness. I believed that you were every- thing that a woman could be—pure, tender, noble, and good-antI what was the end, Lissa ?—But I will not re- proach you, for what, I believe, now you have found out to be a. fatal error." A fatal error, indeed said Elizabeth. Weld, the past is irrecoverable," went on Jasper Tyrell, the present, Lissa—" Yes, Jasper i' "Seems very sweet to me, somehow," said Jasper Tyrell in a low tone. What is it about you, Lissa ?" be continued, looking at her as he used to look in the bright days at Wendell, when no shadow lay darkly be- tween their love. No other woman charms me as you 11000no other woman seems beautiful to me now.' Nay, youvnius% not tell me that," answered Lissa, though sudden joy filled her heart at his words. "I scarcely even know how you knew me. I am so much altered, and so much disguised." Disguised ?" "Yes—did I not tell you ? Oh! Jasper, do you know they have offered a hundred pounds rewards to discover me—I am in perpetual fear of being found." What, Richard Horton ?" "Yes—I saw the advertisement in the Tim.es. and since then I have lived in constant d e 1—for I would rather die, Jasper, than return to Richard Horton." Jasper Tyrell made no answer to this. He was, in fact, trying to realize his position—trying to think what it would be best for Elizabeth to do. Where are we now, Jasper?" asked Elizabeth present- ly, (the cabman was driving slowly up and down Bucking- ham Palace-road). "I think I should get out now—it is getting late, is it not ?" "It is only a little past four," answered Jasper Tyrell, looking at his watch. Where shall I take you to then, LisM ? And where shall I see you again ?" Do you know the enfeanknrumt, Jasper, just before you come to Chelsea r aaked Elizabeth. It is very quiet there-I have sometimes gone there lately—straight up St. George's-road, you know, a.nd if you will meet me there ?" Very well. To-morrow then, Lissa, and what time ?" Shall we say four o'clock ?" Yes, that will do. Suppose I meet you in St. George's road at four it will be easier to find you there, and then we can walk along the enbankment, if you like—and now let me take you home ?" To this Elisabeth made no objections, and so Jasper Tyrell drove her to Mrs. O'Sbee's door, which that lady opened herself, and her sharp eyes instantly perceived the tall stranger who was handing Elizabeth from the cab. And so ye ve had a drive, me dear," she said as she closed the door behind Elizabeth, and with a friend too?" A very old friend, Mrs. O'Shee," replied Elizabeth, and with a quick light step she ran upstairs. CHAPTER XXni.—To-wo»how, AXD To-morrow, AND ToxoRnow." At first, a great, almost delirious joy possessed Eliza- beth after thw interview with Jasper Tyrell. Her face was flushed, her heart beat fast, and her head throbbed as she paced and repaced Mrs. O'Sbee's narrow drawing- room. She had seen him again—seen Jasper. She wfs not quite alone in the world, now—she had one friend at least-one who would keep her secret, and who would not leave her to starve amid the vast multitude of Strang- ers around her. Then suddenly a sort of fear came over her—a fear how- ever, soon swept away by the overpowering tide ol iov We can see each other sometimes," she whispered to her heart, putting away that momentary pang of doubt we can be fnends —they who had been lovers once' She was still in this excited mood when she met him the next day at the appointed place, and together they walked down St. George s-road; together crossed the quiet square, and, pr -scntiy, si<le by sidewere wandering by the great river riming on silently towards the sea. Of what r,ere.,t^e^„tal«^!> ^ader, are there not somefrom whom it is difficult for youtosuppress athouglit ? In whom yoLU nund naturally confides, and whose mind responds to yours as the notes to the skilled musician's. hand. This harmony was then between these two, and common-plfe torlcs~ Le fff<* °f, the passers-by', the string of barges wendmg their slow silent way alon" their watery Ysy steamers plying their end- less trade, and toe still winter twilight, stealing with its mist-like mantle over the dark river and the mighty town, all supplied them with conversation, interestin/ at least, to them, for m these ordinary words, each heard the echo of the other s heart. Once or twice Jasper Tyrell alluded to the days at Wendell—to little things they both remembered, a meet- ing, a parting, perhaps, by some gate or stile; but he said nothing tho tra^ under-current which had severed their lives-nothing of what had been between them, or nothing of what waa yet to come. n He had not, m fact, yet answered this last question in bis own mind- He was bewildered by the position in which he found himself, and left the future, therefore, driftin- on in the hands of fate. Elizabeth told him of Mrs. O Shee's eccentricities, and of the robbery of her money, but lest it should anger him (for Jasper Tyrell was of quick and jealous temperament) she told him nothing of the annoyance that she had re- ceived from Mr. Edgar Wilmot. This, to say the least, was unwise, for half confilences between near friends are dangerous things. If we love a person we would know their wnole lives, and iu the my- stcrious chain of circumstances, in some revolving turn suddenly we may come upon a broken link To lose confidence in one we love is surely among the bitterest of all human ills. He has deceived me-he has lied to me—Oh. cruel words! Women are ready to forgive much if they know the truth, but when they tnrn the lock of some bidden closet-peep by accident or de- sign into some dark place, where hang the untold records of Bluebeard s past, and find tliat one they trusted has not trusted them, Nemesis swiftly overtakes the deceiver, for doubt and cold suspicion steal in to sap the truest, tenderest love. Alas, the hapless woman who leaned with such fond con- fidence on Ja«per. Tyrell sarm, looking with her bright and love-lit eyes into his handsome and excited face?as the misty twilight s^e around them, had such terrible secrets to conceal, that she dared not even think, but wrapped herself for the moment in the brief delirium of being once more near the only being that she had ever deeply loved. This species of forgotfulness will come over us at times, when the glamour of the present blinds us alike to the coming and the past. Elizabeth loved Jasper Tyrell as few men are loved, with a devoted, tender, pas- sionate love, which notaing not even the terrible belief that he had caused his brother sjueath had ever changed And now she was with him again—now when she knew that he must think she had wronged and deceived him—she who had endured intolerable pangs of agony shame, and sorrow, for his sake And as the dark river stole noiselessly they two together stood leaning on the railing on theenbankment watching, yet not watching, the mass of water gliding a.t their feet. Somehow, silence had now stolen over them and the outward converse of the world had died away on their lips, for they had entered an inner world—a world where voice is not needed, and into whose compass none else could come. In that hour all doubt of her love for him passed away from. Jasper Tyrell's mind, like the snow beneath the thaw. Some mystery there was he knew; some ter.: rible secret, that. had changed the even current of their lines, and blasted the .sweet hopes that had shone, appar- ently, so serenely for them, befpre the fatal night when be had left Wendell, and their miserable separation bad fcegun. But alio loves me," thought Jasper Tyrell, and his he irt throbbed [lIlt! be it with strange j-.»y attd triumph at the thought. Yet he was tha flrstS to rouss himself from the spell which h:ui stolen over the>a» and lightly laying his hand on Elizabeth's arm, he ssid. It is growing cold for you, hero, is it not, Lissi "Is it ?" she nwercd, and she Jookcd up, and put her hand to her hea l. Sho had forgotten all about the cold all about where they were—on what spot of this sub- lunary cene tliey were standing, bur. had been living for the last few minutes m the gulden land, into whose regions we rise only on the wiagg of love. Tiiey met several times aftcv this-, always at the same place, and at last, one afternoon, Jasper Tyrell said qui to quietly to her— You know this can't go on, Lis* ti" She started, and looked into face at these words. NVhit do you mean, Jasper ?" she s dd. "I mean," answered Jasper, wifch a certain determina- tion of manner, whielishowed be spoko from a determin- ate purpose, that it id time for us to come to some res- olution, Lissa now—we can't go oil, and you must know it, as. we are doing now." Elisabeth turned quite pale as he said this, and leaned for support against the railings of the enbankment, for they were standing near their old trysting-place when he t1ms addressed her. Listen to me," lie went on, after a moment's pause, laying his hand on her arm, "and if I say anythiug to offend yon, forgive me- bnt you have left your husband, you say for i ver ?" "Yes, for ever," answered Elizabeth, in a low firm voice. "Theji that tie is broken," said Jasper Tyrell, "and the old tie, Lissa-the tie that bound you to me is ttasevered still?" Oh Jasper," murmured Elizabeth, and she turned her fac:1 from hirn, and ber head fell low upon her breast. "Yes," continued Jasper Tyrell steadily, "for you love me, and I love you-antllf you will trust your luture to me-if you will leave England with me to-morrow, I swear on iuy honour as a gentleman, that the moment I can do so- the moment that you are. legally free, I will make you my wife." No answer came from Elizalndh's white lips at this propasition—no word of assent or dissent—only a quiv- ering broken sigh. If I were asking you to leave your home,' said Jas- per Tyrell. "If, from any feeling of my own,I was ask- ing you to break with friends ami fortune, I should be ashamed of my selfishness. Hut now, Lissa," he went on in low, passionate, and pleading tightening his clasp on her arm, which was resting on the railing near them," now when you are alone in the world—when you have already left what women hold dear, and when you have no future before you but misery and toil, I dare ask you to do this,—You were once to be my wife—some day, "dear love, my wife you shall be." As J-sper Tyrell said this, a vague feeling crossed Eliz- beth's heart, that it was generous of him to trust her t]i us—generous to make this offer-for she never doubted his word, and that he would keep his promise of making her his wife, if it were possible, and under the influence of this, she turned round, an:1 gently put her hand in his. It is generous of you, Jasper— she said, and then she paused. u I don't know about that, Elizabeth," said Jasper Tyrell. I don't know whether it is generous of a man to ask for wha.t he feels he does- not care to live without -and that, Lisw, is about what-you have brought me to—" And he sighed impatieutly, adding a moment after, al- most under his breath, lor it can never be the same." Elizabeth caught the sense of the muttered last few words, and gave another deep-drawn sigh. "Yes, Jasper," she said, it can never be the same— it can lie ver be." "Not the same," said Jasper Tyrell. I won't tell an untruth about that—But the same or not the same," he added, I love you well enough to risk it—and though that eersed marriage stands in the way—" OH! don't mention it. Jasper," said Elizabeth with a shudder. „ But we must," answered Jasper Tyrell, with the dar- ing that was part of his nature. We must mention it, and bear of it too, you may be sure, before you are di- vorced, and free to marry me. In some moment of mad- ness, Elizabeth, you formed thw tie." « Madness, indeed!" said Elizabeth, bitterly. « gut you did do so," went on Jasper Tyrell, and what is done, cannot be undone, except by- "Only one thing, Jasper," interrupted Elisabeth sadly. ( death only can set me free." Nay, dear one said Jasper Tyrell. "Yes, Jasper," went on Elizabeth holding bis hatful, and looking into bis face with her dark and mournful eyes « Do you think that I love you too little, that I would drag you down 2vithmie t Ah, Jasper, I loved you only too well." And yet—" "And yet I married," said Elizabeth. "Yes, Jssper, I married," she continued, after a moment's pause, "and thus put a gulf between us that we cannot cross. You have your life before you, do you think I would darken, it ? Do you think I would grieve your noble father, by linking my dishonoured name with yours ?" Jasper Tyrell winced at this allusion to Sir John. He was, in fact, a proud man, and, to a certain extent, loved the world, and the world's good name. But the master- pasiiion had now possession of him. He loved Elizabeth; aad loved her even when be tried to hate her; loved her now n spite of her seeming alseness to her promise to him; in spite o.~ the degrading marrrage, which he justly considered she had lowered herself to form. I have counted the cost," he said, almost gloomily after thinking for a few moments. Don't you think I haven't thought of my father—and other things, berore I asked you to cast your lot with mine. I know it won't be all roses, Lissa," he added with rather a lorced smile, "butwemustmn.kethe best of it—whatever are our troubles, wr will share them together—" "Oh Jasper, don't tempt me,"—pleaded Elizabeth. Child, you must be mine said Jasper Tyrell impul- sively. "Am I going to lose you again, do you think ? No, you are too dear to me for that—too dear for me to allow anything to come between us now. And he drew her hand through his arm, and together, in silence, they walked by the dusky river's edge. (To be continued.)

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