I cluched her arm
and closed my eyes.
"Bab!" she said.
The man turned, and I saw it was not he. I breathed again.
But Jane was watching me, and I spoke out of an overflowing
Heart.
"For a moment I thought--Jane, I have met _the One_ at
last."
"Barbara!" she said, and stopped dead. "Is it any one I
know?"
"He is an Actor."
"Ye gods!" said Jane, in a tence voice. "What a tradgedy!"
"Tradgedy indeed," I was compeled to admit. "Jane, my Heart
is breaking. I am not alowed to see him. It is all off,
forever."
"Darling!" said Jane. "You are trembling all over. Hold on
to me. Do they disaprove?"
"I am never to see him again. Never."
The bitterness of it all overcame me. My eves sufused with
tears.
But I told her, in broken accents, of my determination to
stick to him, no matter what. I might never be Mrs. Adrian
Egleston, but----"
"Adrian Egleston!" she cried, in amazement. "Why _Barbara_,
you lucky Thing!"
So, finding her fuller of simpathy than usual, I violated
my Vow of Silence and told her all.
And, to prove the truth of what I said, I showed her the
sachet over my heart containing his rose.
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