But It was not true. You had lost
nothing and now your exile Is over."
"And so you meant to desert me?
Had fate not brongbt me back here, I
should have had to bunt the world over
for you."
"I thought that you would under
stand that It was Just"
"What? That when I was dying,
hunted and friendless, a veritable
worthless scamp, as you believed, you
condescended to love me, to go forward
shoulder to shoulder with me and make
life worth living. Now that I have
come Into my own, that I appear more
worthy of happiness, I am to be left to
march the desert alone. Is that Jus
tice?" '"Richard!"
"Haven't I bad enough of the desert
haven't you had enough? If you leave
me now " His voice steadied. He
smiled wryly. "I'm not threatening,
dear. By this time I have learned your
lesson ; there shan't be any more throw
ing down of weapons. Whatever hap
pens whether you stand by me or not
I sball go on. But It will be a bard
going on and It might have been a
glory."
She turned to blm with a gesture of
helpless pain.
"Richard my dear don't you un
derstand? It Is fear of dimming that
glory that drives me away from yon.
