Out of her sphere - University Library

OUT OF HER SPHERE.
mercy ? What was it that made even her
light shallow nature quiver and tremble
with a dim vague liorror of some awful
purpose, written in the eyes that looked sa
pitilessly upon her ?
No—not pitilessly—at the second glance,
assuredly not that ; they were eyes that
spoke of judgment and of doom, but stiR
of love, that shuddered at the vengeance it
was in its own despite compelled to inflict
—eyes, that, under all their sternness,
showed a world of anguish that made her
feel how hopeless it would be to appeal to
him for pity. Did he not pity her, grieve
over her, mourn for her ?—surely yes.
There was the utter hopelessness of it
nothing that she could say, no tears or
prayers, would move this man one inch from
that, from which his whole nature recoiled
with an unspeakable loathing.
She felt that instinctively, and yet as in-
stinctively cried out, " Harold !" and seizing.