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ruth in regard to this whole matter?”
“And you can swear this to me?” I uttered, joyfully.
“By my father’s grave, if you desire it,” he returned.
A flood of hope rushed through [Ссылки могут видеть только зарегистрированные пользователи. ] my heart. I was but a weak woman, and his voice and look at that moment would have affected the coldest nature.
“I am bound to believe you,” I said; “though there is much I do not understand — much which you ought to explain if you wish to disabuse my mind of all doubt in your regard. I would be laying claim to a cynicism I do not possess, if I did not trust your words just so far as you will allow me. But ——” And I must have assumed an air of severity, for I saw his head droop [Ссылки могут видеть только зарегистрированные пользователи. ] lower and lower as I gazed at him and forbore to finish my sentence.
“But you believe I am a villain,” he stammered.
“I would fain believe you to be the best and noblest of men,” I answered, pointedly.
He lifted his head, and the flush of a new emotion swept over his face.
“Why did I not meet you two years ago?” he cried.
The tone was so bitter, the regret expressed so unutterable, I could not help my heart sinking again [Ссылки могут видеть только зарегистрированные пользователи. ] with the weight of fresh doubt which it brought.
“Would it have been better for me if you had?” I inquired. “Is the integrity which is dependent upon one’s happiness, or the sympathy of friends, one that a woman can trust to under all circumstances of temptation or trial?”
“I do not know,” he muttered. “I think it would stand firm with you for its safeguard and shield.” Then, as he saw me draw back with an assumption of coldness I was far from feeling, [Ссылки могут видеть только зарегистрированные пользователи. ] added gently: “But it was not you, but Rhoda Colwell, I met two years ago, and I know you too well, appreciate you too well, [Ссылки могут видеть только зарегистрированные пользователи. ] to lay aught but my sincerest homage at your feet, in the hope that, whatever I may have been in the past, the future shall prove me to be not unworthy of your sympathy, and possibly of your regard.”
And, as if he felt the stress of the interview becoming almost too great for even his strength, he turned away from me and began gathering up the toggery that lay upon the floor.
“These must not remain here,” he observed, bitterly.
But I, drawn this way and that [Ссылки могут видеть только зарегистрированные пользователи. ] by the [Ссылки могут видеть только зарегистрированные пользователи. ] most contradictory emotions, felt that all had not been said which should be in this important and possibly final interview. Accordingly, smothering personal feeling and steeling myself to look only at my duty, I advanced to his side, and, indicating with a gesture the garments he was now rolling up into a compact mass, remarked:
“This may or may not involve you in some unpleasantness. Rhoda Colwell, who evidently attaches much importance to her discoveries, is not the woman to keep silent in their regard. If she speaks and forces me to speak, I must own the truth, Mr. Pollard. Neither sympathy nor regard could hold me back; for my honor is pledged to the cause of Mr. Barrows, and not even the wreck of my own happiness could deter me from revealing any thing that would explain his death or exonerate his memory. I
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