Nell of Shorne Mills - Page 303/354

She raised her eyes and glanced at him, half bewildered. Was it possible

that he thought that was her only reason for breaking the engagement?

"You were right, Nell. I think you would be right if you sent me away

now; but I am daring to hope that you won't do so. It is but the

shadow--the glimmer of a hope, and yet I cling to it, for it means so

much to me--so much!"

There was silence for a moment, then he went on: "I left Shorne Mills that day, and I sailed in the _Seagull_, determined

that I would accept your sentence, that I would never harass or worry

you, that, if it were possible, you should never be troubled by the

sight of me. But, Nell, though I left you, I carried your image with me

in my heart. I tried to forget you, but I could not. I have never ceased

to love you; not for a single day have you been absent from my mind, not

for a single day have I ceased to long for you!"

She looked at him again, wonder and indignation dividing her emotion.

There was truth in his accents, in his eyes. Had he forgotten Lady

Lucille?

"There was no more wretched and unhappy man on God's earth than I was at

that time," he went on. "Nell, if you had been called upon to find a

punishment heavy enough for the deceit which I practiced, I do not think

you could have hit upon a heavier one. For I could not be rid of my love

for you. I could not forget your sweet face; your dear voice haunted me

wherever I went, and I moved like a man under a curse, the curse of

weariness and despair."

His voice almost broke, and he put his hand to his forehead as if he

still felt the weight of the weary months.

"Then came the news of my uncle's sudden death; but when I had got over

my grief for him--he had been good to me, and I was fond of him!--even

then I could find no pleasure in the inheritance which had fallen to me.

Of what use was the title and the rest of it, if all my happiness was

set upon the girl I had lost forever? I came home to do my duty, in a

dull, dogged fashion, came home with the conviction that I should not be

able to rest in England, that I should have to take to wandering again.

I loved you still, Nell, but I hoped--see, now, I tell you the

truth!--that I might at least get some peace, might learn to deaden my

heart. And then, as the Fates would have it, I find you here, and----"