Meanwhile, Jones had said to Miss Belmont:
"Mr. Chainey has been waiting in the drawing-room some time to see you."
"You should have told me sooner," she exclaimed, flashing at the prospect of seeing Ralph.
"I did not like to interrupt you, miss," he replied, respectfully, but Alpine did not wait to hear his apology; she hurriedly sought the man she loved.
[CHAPTER XLVI.]
"I HAVE BETRAYED MYSELF. YOU KNOW MY HEART NOW."
It matters not its history; love has wings
Like lightning, swift and fatal, and it springs
Like a wild flower, where it is least expected,
Existing whether cherished or rejected.
L. E. L.
Ralph had been waiting many minutes for Miss Belmont, but he had forgotten the lapse of time in his agitation over the meeting with Kathleen, and he rose with almost a start to meet the beautiful blonde, who hurried to him with both hands extended in rapturous greeting.