There despise me if you must, but they would be uttered!"
Conrad was speechless. Constance hesitated a moment, and then, misinterpreting his silence, a wild gladness flamed in her eyes, and she flung her arms about his neck and said—
"You relent! you relent! You can love me—you will love me! Oh, say you will, my own, my worshipped Conrad!"
Conrad groaned aloud. A sickly pallor overspread his countenance, and he trembled like an aspen. Presently, in desperation, he thrust the poor girl from him, and cried—
"You know not what you ask! It is forever and ever impossible!" And then he fled like a criminal, and left the Princess stupified with amazement. A minute afterward she was crying and sobbing there, and Conrad was crying and sobbing in his chamber. Both were in despair. Both saw ruin staring them in the face.
By and by Constance rose slowly to her feet and moved away, saying—
"To think that he was despising my love at the very moment that I thought it was melting his cruel heart! I hate him! He spurned me—did this man—he spurned me from him like a dog!"
chapter iv.—the awful revelation.
Time passed on. A settled sadness rested once more upon the countenance of the good Duke's daughter. She
