But when Dolly saw her hero's magnificent home her hopes began to fall a little. She began to comprehend that there were heights she could not reach. Miss Roma would be sure to get him back now—of course, she had come there for that purpose.
Dolly felt as angry and disappointed as was possible to one of her limited brain capacity, but she hid her feelings and tried to attend to her various duties as Roma's maid.
She saw that her mistress was subtly changed since she had left Cliffdene. A harrowing anxiety gleamed in her eyes, and when they were alone Roma was more irritable2 than she had ever seen her before.
The reason was not far to seek. Jesse Devereaux had returned a while ago with news that nearly drove her mad.
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It was the story of her mother's rescue yesterday by Liane Lester, and the consequent resolve to adopt Liane as a daughter.
Roma listened to him with the most fixed3 attention; she did not move or speak, but sat dumbly with her great, shining eyes fixed on his face, drinking in every word with the most eager attention.
Inwardly she was furious, outwardly calm and interested, and at the last she said, with marvelous sweetness:
"You have almost taken my breath away with surprise. So I am to have a sister to dispute my reign4 over papa's and mamma's hearts! How shall I bear it?"
He was astonished at the equanimity5 she displayed. She had a better heart than he had thought.
"So you do not care?" he exclaimed curiously6.
"What does it matter whether I care or not? No one loves poor Roma now!" she sighed, with a glance of sad reproach.
The conversation had taken a reproachful turn, and he adroitly7 changed it.
"But I had not told you all. Your parents' good intentions must come to naught8, for the reason[Pg 286] that Miss Lester went away mysteriously last night, and the cause of her disappearance9 is supposed to be an elopement."
"Oh! With whom?"
Roma's attempt at surprise was not very successful.
"No one knows," he replied, and she exclaimed:
"How sorry poor mamma will be!"
"And you?" he asked curiously.
Roma had drawn10 so close to him that she could speak in an undertone. She locked her jeweled fingers nervously11 together now in her lap, and lifted her great eyes to his, full of piercing reproach, murmuring sadly:
"It does not matter to me either way, Jesse. I have lost interest in everything, now that you have turned against me!"
It was most embarrassing, her pathetic grief, and it touched his manly13 heart with deepest pity.
"My dear girl, I am sorry you take our estrangement14 so hardly! Believe me, I have not turned against you, as you think. I am still sincerely your friend," he answered, most kindly15.
But the great red-brown eyes searched his face with passion.
"Oh, Jesse, I do not want your friendship! I[Pg 287] want your love—the love I threw away in the madness of a moment! Give it back to me!" she cried, with outstretched hands pleading to him.
Impulsively16 he took one of the jeweled hands in his, holding it nervously yet kindly while he said:
"It is cruel kindness to undeceive you, Roma, but I cannot let you go on hoping for what can never be! You never had my heart's love, Roma. It was only an ephemeral fancy that is long since dead. I thought you wished to flirt17 with me, and I entered into it with languid amusement. Somehow—I never can quite understand how—I drifted into a proposal. I regretted it directly afterward18, and realized that my heart was not really interested. You broke our engagement, and I was glad of it. Forgive my frankness and let us be friends!"
But her face dropped into her hands with a choking sob19, her whole frame shaking with emotion, and he could only gaze upon her in silent sympathy, feeling himself a brute20 that he could not give the love she craved21.
Roma remained several moments in this attitude of hopeless grief, then, rising with her handkerchief to her eyes, glided22 slowly past him—so[Pg 288] slowly that he might have clasped her in outstretched arms had he chosen.
But he remained mute and motionless, sorrow and sympathy in his heart, but nothing more.
Sobbing23 forlornly, Roma passed him by, and went to her own room.
There Dolly had an exhibition of her imperious temper, culminating in a threat to slap her face.
Dolly's quick temper flamed up, and she retorted fiercely:
"Slap me if you dare, and I'll leave your service on the spot! Yes, and I'll go and tell Mr. Devereaux the fate of his letter to Liane Lester, too! I—I—wish I hadn't never had anything to do with you, either. I'm sorry I treated sweet Liane so mean! She was a heap nicer than you!"
Roma turned around quickly, holding out a pretty ring with a little diamond in it.
"Don't leave me, Dolly; at least, not yet," she sighed mournfully. "I'm sorry I was cross to you. Forgive me, and let's be friends again. Take this little ring to remember me, for I shall never need it after to-night!"
"What do you mean, Miss Roma?" cried the girl, slipping the ring coquettishly over her finger,[Pg 289] but Roma threw herself face downward on a sofa without replying.
Dolly went into another room to arrange the clothes she had brought her mistress, and to admire herself occasionally in a long pier12 glass, and so the time slipped past, and in the gloaming Roma's voice called faintly:
"Dolly!"
"Yes, miss."
Roma was standing24 up, very pale, very tragic-looking, by the couch, in her hands a letter and a tiny vial of colored liquid.
"Dolly, you are to take this letter to Mr. Devereaux and ask his sister to come with him to my room. Tell them both I have swallowed poison, and shall be dead in a few minutes!"
Dolly snatched the letter and ran shrieking25 from the room, while Roma sank back on the couch, her eyes half closed, her face death-white, the vial of poison, half drained, clasped in her fingers.
Devereaux tore open the letter, and read the single line it contained:
"I cannot live without your love! I have taken poison!"
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He and Mrs. Carrington almost flew upstairs after hurriedly telephoning for a physician.
They knelt by her couch, reproaching her for her rashness, declaring that they had sent for a physician to save her life.
"It is useless. I will not take an antidote26. I am determined27 to die!" she replied stubbornly, and looked at Devereaux reproachfully, while Lyde caught her hands, exclaiming:
"Oh, Jesse, why couldn't you love her and make up with her, so that she needn't have been driven to this?"
Encouraged by this outburst of sympathy, Roma whispered audibly in her ear:
"If he would only make me his wife, I could die happy!"
"Do you hear?" nodded Lyde to her brother.
"Yes."
"I have dreamed of it so long. I have loved him so well, I cannot be happy even beyond the grave unless I can call him my husband once before I die!" sobbed28 Roma piteously, and by her labored29 breathing and spasms30 of pain it seemed as if each moment must be her last.
"Give her her dying wish lest she haunt you!" whispered the nervous, frightened Lyde.
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Roma's sufferings grew so extreme that his reluctance31 yielded to pity. He bowed assent32, and hurried from the room to summon a minister.
The physician entered in haste, but Roma repulsed33 him.
"Stand back! I will not take an antidote! I am already dying!" she screamed.
He caught the vial from her fingers.
"How much have you taken?"
"The bottle was full—and you see what is left!"
"Then God have mercy on your soul. I am powerless to save you from your own rash act, poor girl, even if you permitted me to try. Why have you done this dreadful thing?"
"A quarrel with my lover!"
"Yes, it is true," sobbed Lyde. "She and Jesse quarreled, and she rashly swallowed the poison."
She added chokingly:
"They—they—are going to be married presently. Please stay to the ceremony."
Jesse Devereaux entered at that moment with a minister.
Roma was moaning in pain, her eyes half closed.
"Can you do nothing, doctor?"
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"Alas34, no! She must be dead in a few minutes!"
He bent35 down and took her hand.
"Are you ready, Roma?"
"Oh, yes, yes! Heaven bless you, dear!"
The ceremony began in its simplest form, the minister standing close by the couch to catch the faint responses of the dying girl. They were uttered clearly and audibly, with a faint ring of joy in the accents, very different from Devereaux's low, reluctant tones:
Then the minister said solemnly:
"I pronounce you man and wife!"
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