A Final Triumph; or, A Lady Bachelor — page 76: what you’re looking at

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4 =» a.’ ont i lll -m — .— 7 ae ~ t= 74 A LADY BACHELOR. up, and a sight met his gaze that was destined to fix itself upon his memory for all time. Under the starlight a fairy figure approached. One glance was sufficient for recog- nition; it was Eloise. He was startled to behold her walk-; jng alone, and a weird suspicion shot through his mind. She was near enough for him to clearly discern her beauti- ful face, which was the more plainly discernible because of its deathly paleness; her eyes were open, and vet it was possible that in restless agony she had risen in her sleep and was enacting the role of a fair somnambulist. He knew it was a fact that under this weird influence a perturbed spirit, with open eyes that see not, could wan- der forth unconscious and unheeding. Memory at such times supplies the place of vision, and is the directing guide. Eloise knew every step of the path leading to the summer-house. Many times, after walks and games of) tennis, she and George had sat there. She walked slowly, and did not swerve to the right nor the left; with mar- velous accuracy she advanced along the narrow path. Laurence was in a dilemma. Should he seek to awaken her, or should he merely watch her? He decided upon the latter course. She approached the summer-house, when, with a thrill, Laurence saw her turn aside to walk round and, go toward the cliff. She was not aware of his presence—no, not even if she were awake. ‘I'he summer- house was open on all sides. He could leap through, or even reach forth and grasp her. He determined to wait and watch. As she passed around she muttered, still unconscious of the presence of any one: Gomichbooks com