CHAPTER LII.

FOR CISSY'S SAKE.

"The burden of my heart, dear,

There's little need to tell;

There's little need to say, dear,

I've loved you long and well.

"And you will be my wife, dear,

So may you ever bless

Through all your sunny life, dear,

The day you answered yes."

Cissy paused for breath, and her lover looked at her adoringly.

Never had she looked so beautiful, never had she seemed so truly noble

as at this moment when so generously pleading the cause of the woman

who had brought such bitter sorrow into her life.

He forgot for a moment the tall, fair, beautiful woman who hung

breathlessly on his fiat of fate, and exclaimed, rapturously:

"Cissy, you are an angel!"

"Yes, she is an angel!" cried the governess, eagerly. "She is an angel,

and she will forgive you all your faults and make you happy yet--so

happy that you might afford to spare the poor wretch whose sins have

all recoiled upon her own head with crushing weight!"

"Spare her!" pleaded Cissy, with humid eyes.

He looked back at her tenderly, and answered:

"For your sake!"

With a sob of joy, the governess fled from the room.

And with her going the last shadow that her wicked influence had cast

upon their lives faded into the past.

He moved closer to Cissy, catching both her trembling hands in his, and

looking deep into her tearful eyes, saying, tremulously:

"My darling, the events of to-day have thrown down the last barriers

of restraint between us, and we are back again where we left off that

bitter day when you cast me off for the sake of the woman who declared

she had a better claim to me. Cannot we go back to that past?"

Her face was downcast, her eyes drooped from his, she trembled, and did

not speak.

But he was not repulsed, for she let him keep the little trembling

hands in his, and he was thus encouraged to go on in a low voice,

hoarse from passionate love:

"Cissy, I love you more devotedly than ever, and I should have sought

you long ago but that I feared a repulse. I knew so well your willful

pride, you see. But now fate has thrown us together again, and it will

break my heart to lose this new sweet hope. Darling, will you forgive

the past, and let the future make amends?"

Cissy had not thought last night that she would be won so quickly as

this. She had resolved in her heart to be quite cold at first, and make

her lover's second wooing very difficult.

But as Cameron said, the events of the day had made reserve impossible.

They had come face to face with the past in all its love and pain.

So she could not steel her responsive heart to her lover's impetuous

wooing. With a great burst of tears that revealed all her heart, she

threw herself into his eager arms that clasped and held her with

boundless delight.

And the woman whom Cissy had saved from exposure by her generous prayer

for mercy, crept away to her room, muttering, in a fearful way:

"How strangely fate pursues me in this house! I thought I was done with

my bitter past, but three of its ghosts have risen here to confront me

with my sins! What a terrible blunder I made going into that room! But

I did not dream of meeting my divorced husband there! Still, I might

have guessed he would follow that girl, the one love of his life. She

is indeed an angel, but alas! she would not intercede for me if she

knew the thing I had done last night!"

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