his passion undisclosed. No one coul4 Misi
keep such things secret, his love-fot "I
her cried aloud in a thousand ways, oats
even his look when he dared to turn de
his eyes upon her was eloquent of his see
feeling. He never said a word, how- Was
ever, he held his lips at least fettered
and bound for he believed that honor ExF
and its obligations weighed down the T
balance upon the contrary side Wt sea
which his inclinations lay. pra
He was not worthy of this woman the
In the first place all he had to of- Ric
fer her was a blood stained hand. lipi
That might have been overcome ii voyl
his mind; but pride in his self pun me:
ishment, his resolution to withdraw mo'
himself from man and woman untI anc
such time as God completed his ea wot
plation and signified his acceptance of it I
the penitent by taking away his lif* sea
held him inexorably. tril
The dark face of his wife rose be ere
fore him. He forced himself to thinlb ad'
upon her, she had loved him, she had
given him all that she could. Hee r?
membered how she had pleaded with
him that he take her on that last and arn
most dangerous of journeys,.her devo. m
tion to him had been so great she 101
could not let him go out of her sight
a moment, he thought fatuously! And Bi
he killed her. In the queer turmoil 0 cb
his brain he blessed himself for evern: fa
thing. He could not be false to his le
purpose, false to her memory, un' tit
worthy of the passion in which he he m
lieved she had held him and which at
he believed he had inspired. at
ass- If he had gone out in the world, g
dle after her death he might have forgol *
een ten most of these things, he might le
into have lived them down. Saner clear w
the er views would have come to hint h;
His morbid self reproach and self co* et
,Ike sciousness would have been changed, b
een But he had lived with them alone toi
rse five years and now there was Ilo rube
had ting them aside. 