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Chapter NumberIX.-(Continued).
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Full Date1892-01-23
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Newspaper TitleQueanbeyan Age (NSW : 1867 - 1904)
Trove TitleFor Cora's Sake
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"FOR CORA'S SAKE. CHAPTER ;x.-(Continued). * I don't think so. It would not have been like you. You are too cool, too politic to ruin yourself. Come, Rose,' looking at his watch, ' there are but just sixtein minutes before the train starts. I he.vr ju4t fifreen minutes to give you, because it will -take me one Minute to reach my se'.. Therefore, what ever you have to say, 'my dear, had better be said at once.' ' I have not come here to reproach you, Fabian`Rockharrt,' she said, fixing him with her eyes: '=That is kind of you, at all events.' 'No; we reproach a man for carelessness, for. thoughtlessness, for forgetfulness; but for baseness, villainy, treachery like yours, it is not reproach, it is-' 'Magnanimity or murder I I suppose so. Let it be magnanimity, Rose. I have never done you anything but good since I first met you, now twenty years ago. You were but sixteen then. You are, thirty.six now, and, by Jove I handsomer than ever.' ' Ihank you; I quite well know that I am, My looking glass, that never flatters, tells me so.' s Then why, in the name of common sense can you not be happy ? Look you, Rose, you have no cause to complain of me. When even in your childhood, you-' ' How dare you throw that up at me !'ahe exclaimed. He went on as if he had not heard her. ' Were utterly lost and ruined through the villainy of your first lover-what did I do ? I took you up, got a place for you in my father's house as the governess of my niece.' ' Well I worked for my living there, did I not ? I gave a fair day's work for a fair day's wages, as your stony old father would say.1 i Certainly, you did. But you. would not have had an opportunity of doing so in any honest way if it had not been for me.' ' How dare you hit me in the teeth with that !' '"Only in self-defence, my Rose.' It was with an ulterior, a selfish, a wicked end in view. You know it.' ' I know, and heaven knows that I served you from pure benevolence and from no other motive. Gracious goodness ! why, I wa.s over head and ears in love with another 'girl at the time. But, Rose, you made a dead set at me. You only cared for wealth and position, and you were bound to have them if you could.' t a o 'Coward !''she hissed, to talk to me in this way.' 'I1 am not finding fault with you the least in the world. You acted naturally on the principles of self-interest and self-preserv ation. You wanted me to marry you, but I could-not do that -under the circumstances. Byjove I though, I did more for you than I -ever-did for--any-other living- woman and with less.rewar3d-with no reward at all, in fact.' When your time was uplat Rockhold, I settled an income on you, and afterward, in addition to that, I gave you that beautiful cottage; elegantly furnished from, basement to roof. And what did I ever get in' return for all that? 1 lattories and fair words- nothing more. You were as cold as a stone, Rose.` 'I would not give my love upon any promise of marriage,i but only for marriage itself" ' And that you knew I could not offer you, and you also knew ,why I could not.'.( 'Poltroon I to reproach mie with the great calamity of my childhood. "I Irepeat that I do not reproach you at all. I-am only stating the facts, for. which I do'-not blame you in the least, though they preverited.the'possibility of my ever thinking of marriage with you. I gave you a house, furisiihed, land, and an income to ensure you the comforts, luxuries, and~elegances of 'life. I dld-hot bargain with you jbeforehand. I thought surely you would, as you led me to believe you would, give me love in return for all these. But no. As soon as you were secure in your; possessions you turned upon ine i;ad said that I should not even visit you at yoiur house without marriage.: Now, what have you to complain of , "This I that you'have broken faith with me!' ''In what way, pray you 1' 'You sybre-that if you did not marry me, no mOie'would you marry any woman.' t' you would love me. Not if you would ndt. Besides, I had not seen my wood violet then,' he added, aggravatingly. She turned upon him, her eyes 'flashing blue' fire.- ' - '-I will be revenged,' she said. "Be anything you-like,muy dear, only do imotbe melo-dramatic. It's bad form. Come now, -Rose, you have your house and your income. You are: still young, and much -handsomer than ever. Be happy, my dear. And now I really must leave you and run to * the train.' - -Go. I will not detain you. I camne here only to tell you that I 'will -be revenged. I

She turned and went down the hill towards the cottage in the dell. Mr. Fabian hurried to the train and sprang on board just as it began to move. '.Fabian I Oh, Fabian I' cried the alarmed bride, you' were almost knocked under the wheels !' ,All right, my dear little love. I am safe now, 'he laughed. "Where is my tea?' "Oh, my dear child,' exclaimed the con seienoe-sbricken man.: ;'I.amso verysorry I But the tea was detectable-perfectly detest. able l' I could not bring you such stuff.' ' Well, never mind. Bring me a glass of ice water from the cooler.'. He obeyed her, and when she had drank, ,Look back the tumbler. ' ,4 /. A "porter camne along and lighted the lamps in the care, for it was fast growing dark.' The train sped on. The travellers reached Baltimore late at night, changed cars at midnight for New York, and reached the city next morning in time to secure the passage they had engaged. daAt noon they sailed in the Arctic for Liver pool.