ss; "a few
months more, and my memory will be to you as the nameless gravestone,
telling alone that it hides the dead. Cruel, but beloved, farewell!" and
he turned to depart.

"Yet stay," said Katey, hurriedly. "Why not let me tell my father of this
business--I mean of your story--that I know it all, and entreat of him, as
I have often urged you to let me do, to interest himself with Government
and procure your pardon, which he can readily obtain? I will go this
instant."

"And give me up to justice--for such, I assure you, will be the result of
an appeal to your father."

"You wrong him, believe me. He is perhaps stern and vindictive in his
feelings towards those whom he considers instrumental in keeping alive a
spirit of animosity and disturbance among the people; but you know not,"
she said with a smile, "how all-powerful is my influence with him. Yes,
even at the risk of his displeasure--for he little dreams I am acquainted
with you, I will tell him your sad story--there is nothing in it a brave
or noble man should be afraid of. I will go to him this moment," and she
moved on.

"Impossible!-you are mad. The very fact of your having known and
befriended me in this clandestine way, will incense your friends. I shall
be arrested, and you will accuse yourself for life as my destroyer. No,
dear girl," he continued, in a softer yet not less eager tone, as he
placed his arm round her, "why not yield to the impulses of your own high,
disinterested spirit, and fly with me, as I have so often implored you? Be
mine first in the sight of man and heaven, and then plead for me
afterwards with your father?"

"I dare not--it would break his heart--my own is breaking fast already,"
and she trembled from head to foot in her attempts to subdue the sobbing
of her bosom.

"And this is the energy, the firm-mindedness, you have so often boasted
of! You have it in your power this instant to raise me to happiness,
wealth, and safety; and, forgetful it was the charm you threw across my
path which has kept me near you until the bloodhounds have run me to bay,
you doom me to despair and death. I see _you_ have made your
decision--hear _mine_. Life since I knew you has no value in my eyes if
unshared by you. Exile from you would be worse than death. Here, then, I
still await the pursuers. Never will I leave, with life, the mountains
that surround you."

"Oh--no--no! Heaven forbid your blood should be shed on my account! Fly, I
implore