Penny Dreadfuls, 1889 · page 46 of 298
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88 +A HEART'S BITTERNESS. “‘T did not,” returned Violet, vehemently. ‘‘I never spoke to my grandmother of you, nor she of youtome. I -neyer said that.” ‘Tt is clear, then, to me,” said Keith, ‘‘ that your grand- mother had fonnd out our acquaintance, and seized our letters. She did not wish you to have a lover, perhaps.” “She wished me never to marry, so that my hateful money could go back to the Ainslie family,” said Violet, with a passionate burst of tears. ‘‘Oh, cruel woman!’ ‘‘It was cruel! She has given us almost four sad years. But they are gone. I find you again. Oh, Violet, now you know that I have been true; that I loved you then, and now will you not cast out your suspicions, and take back that bitter word hate, and love me as once you did?” “Stop! stop! How dare you say such words tome. Oh, Kenneth, have you only insult for me? How can you come to me to talk of love, now it is too late, now J am married!” ‘* Married, Violet! my Violet!’ cried Keith, wildly. | ““Yes! yes!” sobbed Violet. ‘‘Married. Did you not know?” By ‘“‘ Heaven help me, I did not know! Ihavehad no Eng- lish news. Jam just from the East. Married! Oh, Vio- _ let, say it is not so! Do not doom me to despair!” ‘‘T have been married over two weeks,” moaned Violet. ‘And to whom?” gasped Keith. ‘<’To Lord Norman Leigh.” Kenneth Keith gave a deep groan. Then he flamed into tIury. He exclaimed, passionately: _ “Then you were the false one; you were the one who for- got; you betrayed the love you promised me. Oh, fickle, false, and shallow heart! Why haye I ventured all my love on you? And you love another!” ‘““I donot love him. I never can love him,” cried Vio- let, “‘ but I can and must be true to him and myself. Go, _ Kenneth; go away now, and forget me, that is all I ask of you. Go!” | And, with a white, quivering face, Violet turned, darted under the portiere, and left Lord Kenneth Keith alone in his misery. | “ X Comicbooks