mind so full that I couldn't
have believed you were anywhere outside of it. I was coming to get you--I
was coming to get my answer."
Gregory had grown distinctly older. Sickness and hardship had left traces
in his wasted face, but the full beard he wore helped to give him an
undue look of age.
"I don't know," said Clementina, slowly, "as I've got an answa fo' you,
Mr. Gregory--yet."
"No answer is better that the one I am afraid of!"
"Oh, I'm not so sure of that," she said, with gentle perplexity, as she
stood, holding the hand of her little girl, who stared shyly at the
intense face of the man before her.
"I am," he retorted. "I have been thinking it all ever, Clementina. I've
tried not to think selfishly about it, but I can't pretend that my wish
isn't selfish. It is! I want you for myself, and because I've always
wanted you, and not for any other reason. I never cared for any one but
you in the way I cared for you, and--"
"Oh!" she grieved. "I never ca'ed at all for you after I saw him."
"I know it must be shocking to you; I haven't told you with any wretched
hope that it would commend me to you!"
"I don't say it was so very bad," said Clementina, reflectively, "if it
was something you couldn't help."
"It was something I couldn't help. Perhaps I didn't try ."
"Did-she know it?"
"She knew it from the first; I told her before we were married."
Clementina drew back a little, insensibly pulling her child with her. "I
don't believe I exactly like it."
"I knew you wouldn't! If I could have thought you would, I hope I
shouldn't have wished--and feared--so much to tell you."
"Oh, I know you always wanted to do what you believed was right, Mr.
Gregory," she answered. "But I haven't quite thought it out yet. You
mustn't hurry me."
"No, no! Heaven forbid." He stood aside to let her pass.
"I was just going home," she added.
"May I go with you?"
"Yes, if you want to. I don't know but you betta; we might as well; I
want to talk with you. Don't you think it's something we ought to talk
about-sensibly?"
"Why, of course! And I shall try to be guided by you; I should always
submit to be ruled by you, if--"
"That's not what I mean, exactly. I don't want to do the ruling. You
don't undastand me."
"I'm afraid I don't," he assented, humbly.
"If you did, you wouldn't say that--so." He did not venture to make any
answer, and they walked on without speaking, till she asked, "Did you
know tha
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