"Oh, stop, stop," said Gwladys, "oh! what shall I do? Mr. Ellis, I
dread to hear the end, and yet I must; go on, please."
"Well, it's very sad. Poor old Cardo returned home at once, and
finding Valmai gone from Abersethin made his way up here. Did you see
him?"
Gwladys could scarcely gasp "Yes!"
"Then no doubt you know how she repulsed him, and taunted him with
wilful desertion of her--desertion, indeed! that honest Cardo, whose
very soul was bound up in her! Had I not heard it from his own lips, I
could never have believed that Valmai would have used the words 'base
and dishonourable' to Cardo Wynne. He is broken-hearted, and really,
if she perseveres in this unwarranted indignation, I think it will kill
him; and that is why I wanted to see her, for I still believe there
must be some mistake."
"Mistake! yes, yes, a horrible mistake. She never saw him at all. It
was I who spoke those cruel words to him!"
"Miss Powell! you! how can I believe such a thing?"
"Yes, yes, you must believe," she said, wringing her hands, "it is I
who have broken my sister's heart--the sister whom I would die to save
a moment's pain." And she rose to her feet, though her limbs trembled
with excitement. "It is my turn now to tell my story, and when I have
finished you will despise me, and you will have good reason."
"Never!" he said, "I can never feel anything towards you but--but--what
I must not dare to tell you."
A vivid blush swept over Gwladys's face; but the troubled look
returned, as Ellis, gently taking her hand, led her back to the log of
wood, and sitting beside her, said:
"Now, tell me everything."
"I must go a long way back," she said, "and begin with my own
uninteresting affairs. You know that Mrs. Power looks upon me as her
own daughter, and has expressed her intention of leaving me all her
money. Money! hateful money! the one thing I never cared about. I
should be happier far in a little cottage than I am here surrounded by
all these luxuries--it is true, Mr. Ellis, my tastes are simple."
"Certainly, you would grace a cottage or a palace alike," he said,
almost under his breath; "but we must all accept the position in which
we are placed, and do our best in that."
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