I Forbid the Banns! — page 57: what you’re looking at

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ON SHADOWS. 47 tic a way, and yet failed to see before you the picture which I had barely outlined when you interrupted me with that irreverent exclamation ?” ‘““T mean to tell you nothing of the sort, Miss Travers. I mean to admit that I saw before me exactly such a figure as your words suggested.” “ Oh, you admit it,’’ cried the girl triumphantly. ‘“ My imagination—such as it is—did not mislead me. You saw the beautiful picture that was seen by your father so many years ago?” “My father saw nothing,” said Charlton. ‘“ He could not see a yard ahead of him on account of the mist.”’ “TI quite forgot the mist,” said Miss Travers in atone of despondency. ‘It does not matter,’ she added after a pause. ‘‘ We can say that so strong was his presentiment of his coming fate that he pictured the figure coming toward him.”’ “ And I,” said Charlton gravely, “I had no presenti- ment.” ‘“Presentiment? Of what ?” cried the girl. “Of my—what did you say just now ?—Fate—that was your word.” “ Not your fate, your father’s fate—to meet on the sum- mit of that hill the girl who was afterward to be part of his life—that was his fate, not yours.” “You cannot give me a word of hope, Miss Travers ?”’ Miss Travers gave a little flush—it was not visible in the moonlight. ‘“ Hope,” she said in a very low tone. ‘ You ask me for a word of hope ?”’ “Vou were good enough to draw a picture of a figure which you say I saw at the summit of that hill. You told me it was a beautiful girl. Is she ever to remain on the heights, while I walk alone through the lower tracks of the earth beneath ?”’ EOMMIELYOOlKS EC)