His letter of resignation and the gift of a millon dollars for building a vast Temple of Humanity, that would be a forum5 of free thought in the heart of the metropolis6, were the subject of separate editorials in every paper.
Speculation7 as to the identity of this mysterious millionaire, who had apparently8 deserted9 the army of entrenched10 wealth to support this daring young revolutionist, filled columns. But it was all the wildest guessing. Many of the greater magnates hastened to deny with emphasis that they were in any way connected with the scheme. Several of them denounced the preacher as a dangerous man whose wild theories threatened social order. Gordon breathed a sigh of relief when he found not a line hinting at Kate Ransom11’s part in the drama or linking his name with hers.
After two o’clock, when he finished his last conference with the reporters and his friends, he went to a hotel where he was not known. He spent the rest of the night pacing the floor fighting to a finish the battle between the memory of Ruth and his children and his fierce new passion.
Just before dawn he lay down and fell asleep, dreaming of Kate. The battle between the flesh and the spirit had ended.
He slept until noon, ate a hasty breakfast, called at the Ransom house a moment, and hurried to his home.
His wife had read the morning papers with increasing amazement12 at the sensation created, and a sense of impending13 tragedy began to crush her. For hours she had been walking back and forth14 from her window watching for his approach, until now she dreaded15 to see him.
At the sound of his footstep she recalled the fact that she was the judge and he the culprit in the scene to be enacted16. She had demanded an explanation of the meaning of the meeting with this woman, and she would have it. If his excuse were good she would be generous in her love and beg him to begin once more their old life, even if she threw the last shred17 of pride to the winds and made herself his veriest slave. And yet her heart misgave18 her. She felt herself lost and ruined before the battle began, but determined19 to play her part bravely.
She watched him over the banisters as he stepped into the hall and greeted the children with unusual tenderness.
He took Lucy’s little form up and placed her arms around his neck.
“Now hug me long, and hard, and kiss me sweet,” he whispered.
The child squeezed his neck and, placing her hands on his cheeks, softly kissed his lips and eyes as she had often seen her mother do. He ran his hand gently through her brown curls that seemed a perfect mixture of her mother’s and his own, and Ruth thought his hand trembled as he kissed her again.
“I never saw you quite so beautiful, my baby, as this morning,” he said, as he placed her on the floor.
When he entered the room upstairs Ruth had recovered her composure and stood waiting, her petite figure drawn20 to its full height, her anxious face unusually thin, her eyes, set in the dark rings of a sleepless21 night, looking blacker and stormier than ever in the shadows of her disheveled hair.
“Sorry I could not come sooner, Ruth,” he began, with evident embarrassment22. “But I did not get to sleep until just before day, and I was so exhausted23 I slept until noon.”
“Let us waste no words,” said the soft, round voice. “I have waited long; I am waiting still for ycur explanation. Why was that woman in your study alone with you last night at half-past ten o’clock?”
“You wish to know the whole truth?”
“I demand it.”
“Very well,” he replied deliberately24. “The immediate25 reason is a secret of great importance, I must ask you to guard it sacredly.”
“I’ve kept a dark one in my soul. You have had no cause to complain.”
“The morning papers are full of wild speculation as to the millionaire who gave that immense sum to build the Temple. Miss Ransom gave the money.”
“Impossible!” she gasped26.
“So I thought at first. A lawyer came in the afternoon and told me of the gift without a hint of its author. In answer to a request on a card asking that I inform her of the results of my appeal, I called at her house—-”
“Before you called at your own or informed your wife,” she interrupted with bitterness.
“Yes; you have ceased to care about rny work. But there was another and more urgent reason why I called,”
“Doubtless!” she cried impatiently.
“When the import of this gift fully4 dawned on me, the fulfilment of my grandest hopes in the very moment of defeat (for the popular subscription27 was a failure), I was overwhelmed with gratitude28 to God. I fell on my knees and thanked Him. And then, Ruth—”
He paused and looked at her wistfully in pity for the little weak figure that would reel beneath the blow of his words.
“And then what?” she asked quickly.
Gordon lowered his chin and rested it on his hand, while a dreamy tone came into his voice, softening29 it to its lowest notes, and a trance-like look overspread his face.
“And then I recalled that I had been deceiving you and myself and another. I faced for the first time honestly the fact that I was madly in love with a woman not my wife—”
Ruth went white, gave an inarticulate groan30, staggered and sank into a chair near him, sobbing32 in agony.
“Oh! Frank, for the sake of Jesus, the friend of the weak, who loved little children, whose name you have so often spoken, have mercy on me! Do not tell me any more. I am only a woman—I cannot bear it!”
“But the truth is best, Ruth. You must hear it,” he went on rapidly. “I asked God to forgive me for the wrong I had done you and her. I said I would tear that love out of my soul if it killed me, and be true to my marriage vow33. I went there to tell her this and ask her to put the ocean between us. I found that she loved me even as I loved her, and she promised. As I started to leave the house, never to enter it again, I saw the card of the lawyer on her table, and the truth flashed over me that she had made this sacrifice of her fortune—greater than I had dreamed—for me and my work, and that because of this I was leaving her forever. It was more than I could bear or ask her to bear. I faced anew the facts. Our love has grown cold. We are no longer congenial. Your ways have ceased to be mine. It is wrong to love one woman and live with another. We must separate.”
“No, no, no, no, Frank, dear, my husband, my love, my own. Not this. You do not mean it!” she groaned34, as she sank to the floor, buried her face in her arms and stretched out her hand until her tapering35 fingers rested on his broad foot.
He bent36 and took her hand as though to lift her.
Suddenly the fever of her hot fingers trembling with overpowering passion, the moisture of her hand, and the tremor37 of her convulsed body swept his memory with the pain and rapture38 of his hour with Kate.
Still holding her fingers, he slipped his watch from his pocket with the other hand and glanced quickly at its face to see if it were time for his return to the Ransom house.
“Come, Ruth, this is very painful to me. You must not humiliate39 yourself so. You have pride and the heritage of noble blood.”
She sprang to her feet and stared at him, with infinite yearning40 in her eyes, gave a faint cry, half anguish41, half despair, and threw herself into his arms, holding him with passionate42 violence while she smothered43 his lips and eyes with kisses.
He attempted gently to draw her arms from his neck.
“No, you shall not,” she cried, holding him convulsively. “I will not let you go. You are my husband—my own, my love, the hero of my girl’s dreams, the father of my babies. I have no pride. I will do anything for you if you will only love me.”
“But, Ruth, if I have ceased to love you—”
“Don’t, don’t say it!” she shrieked44, placing her hand on his lips. “I will not hear it. You do love me. This woman has lured45 you with her devil’s beauty, and thrown her spell over your baser nature. Ah, Frank, dear, tell me that you love me! Lie to me as meaner men lie to their women. Such a lie I’ll hold an honour before the awful shame of desertion. You cannot humiliate me so. See, dear, I am at your feet. Have mercy on me. Do not ask me to bear more than I can endure. Am I not the mother of your children?”
Gordon frowned and withdrew her arms from his neck.
“All this is very painful, Ruth. You cannot mean it. You know I have tried to be honest. I hate a lie. I could not tell one if I tried. You cannot love me and ask this infamy46. I could never lift up my head again as a leader and teacher of men and know I was a wilful47 liar48.”
The little figure shivered.
“But, Frank, I can’t give you up. It was the touch of your hand, the music of your voice that first awoke my woman’s soul. You are my mate. You cannot know the young mother-wonder, pain and joy that thrilled my heart as I first bent over Lucy’s face, your dear eyes in hers smiling at me. Our very flesh became one in Nature’s miracle of love.”
“And yet our lives have somehow drifted apart, Ruth.”
“But not so far, dear, as this woman has made you believe,” she answered tenderly. “I have been selfish and resentful, but I will make it all up. I will lift up my head and be cheerful—live for you, work for you, think only of you, ask nothing for myself but only your presence and your love.”
“But if I have given it to another—”
Again she put her hand on his lips.
“But you have not. It is madness. You could not forget our life. Last night I lay alone in silence, with wide-open eyes, dreaming it all over again. This woman I know is more beautiful than I—three years younger; her hair is gold, mine the raven’s. She is fair and full and tall, and I am dark and small; but, Frank, dear, love is more than eyes and hair and lips and form. We have been made one in our flesh and blood and inmost soul. There is no other man than you for me. There is no music save your voice.”
“Yet, if you feel this for me, and I thus wait in love on another, how can I live the lie?”
“Can you forget the sunlit days of our past?” she pleaded wistfully. “When you lay on the sands of the beach in old Virginia and held my hand while I read to you, idly dreaming through that wonderful summer before our first-born came sailing into port from God’s blue sea! You said I was beautiful then. And you were so tender and gracious in your strength. No other woman can ever be to you this first girl-mother.”
Her voice melted into a sob31. She tried to go on and bit her swollen49 lips.
Then she rose quietly, and walked to the window and looked down at the city below, whose roar had drowned the music of her life.
He sat silent, waiting for her to regain50 her strength. He knew that he had the power of hypnotic suggestion over her in his iron will, and that she was beginning to recognise the inevitable51.
She turned and faced him again, the hungry fires in her eyes burning with mystic radiance. A tiny stream of blood ran down from her lip and stood in the dimple of her chin. She drew a delicate lace handkerchief from her bosom52 and wiped the blood away until it ceased to flow. And then in low accents she said:
“You are going to leave me, my love. I feel the cold chill on my heart. It is God’s will; I bow to it. One look into your dear eyes, one last embrace, one farewell kiss, and you will be gone. A little gift I will make you in this, the saddest, lowliest hour my soul has ever known. This handkerchief, stained with blood from lips you have kissed so tenderly in the past—that bled to-day because I tried to keep back the cries of a broken heart. I ask that you keep this as a token of my love.”
She handed it to him and Gordon placed it in his pocket with a sigh, brushing a tear from his own eyes.
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infamy
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