The Argosy . sof her childhood ; he was bidding good-bye to a world that had notused him over kindly. Her eyes had been bent upon the grass ather feet, and she had looked up suddenly and seen him standing onthe hne. And then in an instant the truth had come to her with theswiftness of a lightning flash. Beatrice Ward was a girl who often doubted herself, and was some-times diffident when she should have been bold. But to-day s enever thought of stifling her instincts. Just at this spot the fence that parted the field from the embank-ment had been broken down; and it was the work of a few momen
The Argosy . sof her childhood ; he was bidding good-bye to a world that had notused him over kindly. Her eyes had been bent upon the grass ather feet, and she had looked up suddenly and seen him standing onthe hne. And then in an instant the truth had come to her with theswiftness of a lightning flash. Beatrice Ward was a girl who often doubted herself, and was some-times diffident when she should have been bold. But to-day s enever thought of stifling her instincts. Just at this spot the fence that parted the field from the embank-ment had been broken down; and it was the work of a few momentsto rush through the long grass, climb the bank, and stand face toface with the man, with her hand upon his arm, and her eyes lookingbravely into his. Come away, she said firmly. Come away ! The train will behere in a minute or two. I tell you that you musf come ! He glanced at her absently at first, with the air of one who hadbeen disturbed in a day-dream. And then, slowly realising her desire VOL. XLIII. F. Nearer and nearer came the terrible thunder ; but she did not loosen her clasp or turn her glance aside. The Missing Rubies, 67 to save, and seeing what manner of woman it was who sought tocome between him and his fate, he met her gaze with a grave smile. You mean well, he said in a low musical voice. Dontthink me ungrateful if I tell you to go. As for me, I shall staywhere I am. You will not stay. Some powerful spirit seemed to have takenpossession of Beatrice, forcing her to utter determined words. Doyou know how near the train is ? Come quickly ! Her hands closed round his arm ; he felt their grasp tighten con-vulsively, and a faint colour stole into his wan face. This girl whoheld him was a lady; those deep blue eyes, shining steadily uponhim, were filled with the light of a true soul; but he was resolvedthat no power on earth should lure him back to life. He had madeup his mind to die, and he would not be turned from his purpose by awomans prayers. Yet he could not f
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