“Well?”
“He refuses his consent, Cinthia, and says he will take you away to-morrow where we shall never meet again.”
“Arthur, you will never let him do it; you will not forsake me if you love me!” wildly, passionately.
“My darling, you know I can not live without you! Would you elope with me?”
“Yes, yes!” she began, eagerly; but just then her father appeared at the door.
“Cinthia, you must come in out of the cold!” he called, sternly; and Arthur said:
“Go, my darling!”
CHAPTER VIII.
A DARK SECRET.
Cinthia did not obey. She only clung closer to her sorrowing lover.
“Oh, Arthur, don’t leave me! Take me home with you to your sweet, kind mother! I hate that man!” she sobbed in wild abandon.