Adventure stories; Islands -- Fiction; Love stories; Shipwrecks -- Fiction
The glad light slowly struggled back into her eyes, but it was as if she
had come from a death-like swoon. He poured into her dull ears the story
of the visit to Grace Vernon, but he was compelled to repeat it. Her
ears were unbelieving.
"Grace is coming here with Henry Veath," he said in the end. "By Jove, I
am happy!"
She held his face close to hers and looked deep into his eyes for a
long, long time.
"Are you sure?" she whispered at last. "Is it all true?"
"They'll be here in half an hour; but I haven't told them it was you
they are going to see. She loves Veath--loves him more than she ever
cared for me. I don't blame her, do you? Veath's a man--worthy of any
woman's love and confidence. Tennys, do you know what I've been thinking
ever since I left them fifteen minutes ago? I've been calling myself a
cad--a downright cad."
"And why, may I ask?"
"Because Veath isn't one--that's all."
"But you are a man--a true, noble, enduring one. The year just gone has
changed you from the easy, thoughtless boy into the strong man that you
are, just as it has made of me a woman."
"I am no longer the harlequin?" he interposed eagerly.
"The harlequin's errand is accomplished, dear. The spangles and glitter
are gone. Pure gold has come in their stead. It won't wear out. God has
worked out this end for all of us. In His own good time He rectifies our
errors and points the new way."
"I am but a year older than when I began."
"It isn't time that makes the man."
"It's opportunity, after all. I wasn't a man when I dragged Grace Vernon
away from home; I was a fool--a callow boy in--"
"That was a year ago, Hugh, dear. What was I two years ago?"
"A rich man's wife. I was a rich man's son."
"You were the rich man's son by chance. I was a rich man's wife from
choice."
"History repeats itself with variations, dearest. Although I have but
eleven dollars and thirty cents in my purse, I have a million at home.
You don't mind, do you?"
"I suppose it was foreordained that I should always marry from choice,"
she said with her most entrancing smile.
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