Columbine buried her flaming face in the blanket covering him, and her hands clutched it tightly. The wildness of his joy, the strange strength and power of his kisses, utterly changed her. Upon his breast she lay, without desire to lift her face. All seemed different, wilder, as she responded to his appeal: "Yes, I love you! Oh, I love--love--love you!"
"Dearest!... Lift your face.... It"s true now. I know. It"s proved. But let me look at you."
Columbine lifted herself as best she could. But she was blinded by tears and choked with utterance that would not come, and in the grip of a shuddering emotion that was realization of loss in a moment when she learned the supreme and imperious sweetness of love.
"Kiss me, Columbine," he demanded.
Through blurred eyes she saw his face, white and rapt, and she bent to it, meeting his lips with her first kiss which was her last.
"Again, Collie--again!" he begged.
"No--no more," she whispered, very low, and encircling his neck with her arms she hid her face and held him convulsively, and stifled the sobs that shook her.
Then Moore was silent, holding her with his free hand, breathing hard, and slowly quieting down. Columbine felt then that he knew that there was something terribly wrong, and that perhaps he dared not voice his fear. At any rate, he silently held her, waiting. That silent wait grew unendurable for Columbine. She wanted to prolong this moment that was to be all she could ever surrender. But she dared not do so, for she knew if he ever kissed her again her duty to Belllounds would vanish like mist in the sun.
To release her hold upon him seemed like a tearing of her heartstrings.
She sat up, she wiped the tears from her eyes, she rose to her feet, all the time striving for strength to face him again.
A loud voice ringing from the cliffs outside, startled Columbine. It came from Wade calling the hounds. He had returned, and the fact stirred her.
"I"m to marry Jack Belllounds on October first."
The cowboy raised himself up as far as he was able. It was agonizing for Columbine to watch the changing and whitening of his face!
"No--no!" he gasped.
"Yes, it"s true," she replied, hopelessly.
"_No!_" he exclaimed, hoa.r.s.ely.
"But, Wilson, I tell you yes. I came to tell you. It"s true--oh, it"s true!"
"But, girl, you said you love me," he declared, transfixing her with dark, accusing eyes.
"That"s just as terribly true."
He softened a little, and something of terror and horror took the place of anger.
Just then Wade entered the cabin with his soft tread, hesitated, and then came to Columbine"s side. She could not unrivet her gaze from Moore to look at her friend, but she reached out with trembling hand to him.
Wade clasped it in a h.o.r.n.y palm.
Wilson fought for self-control in vain.
"Collie, if you love me, how can you marry Jack Belllounds?" he demanded.
"I must."
"Why must you?"
"I owe my life and my bringing up to his father. He wants me to do it.
His heart is set upon my helping Jack to become a man.... Dad loves me, and I love him. I must stand by him. I must repay him. It is my duty."
"You"ve a duty to yourself--as a woman!" he rejoined, pa.s.sionately.
"Belllounds is wrapped up in his son. He"s blind to the shame of such a marriage. But you"re not."
"Shame?" faltered Columbine.
"Yes. The shame of marrying one man when you love another. You can"t love two men.... You"ll give yourself. You"ll be his _wife_! Do you understand what that means?"
"I--I think--I do," replied Columbine, faintly. Where had vanished all her wonderful spirit? This fire-eyed boy was breaking her heart with his reproach.
"But you"ll bear his children," cried Wilson. "Mother of--them--when you love me!... Didn"t you think of that?"
"Oh no--I never did--I never did!" wailed Columbine.
"Then you"ll think before it"s too late?" he implored, wildly. "Dearest Collie, think! You won"t ruin yourself! You won"t? Say you won"t!"
"But--Oh, Wilson, what can I say? I"ve got to marry him."
"Collie, I"ll kill him before he gets you."
"You mustn"t talk so. If you fought again--if anything terrible happened, it"d kill me."
"You"d be better off!" he flashed, white as a sheet.
Columbine leaned against Wade for support. She was fast weakening in strength, although her spirit held. She knew what was inevitable. But Wilson"s agony was rending her.
"Listen," began the cowboy again. "It"s your life--your happiness--your soul.... Belllounds is crazy over that spoiled boy. He thinks the sun rises and sets in him.... But Jack Belllounds is no good on this earth!
Collie dearest, don"t think that"s my jealousy. I am horribly jealous.
But I know him. He"s not worth you! No man is--and he the least. He"ll break your heart, drag you down, ruin your health--kill you, as sure as you stand there. I want you to know I could prove to you what he is. But don"t make me. Trust me, Collie. Believe me."
"Wilson, I do believe you," cried Columbine. "But it doesn"t make any difference. It only makes my duty harder."
"He"ll treat you like he treats a horse or a dog. He"ll beat you--"
"He never will! If he ever lays a hand on me--"
"If not that, he"ll tire of you. Jack Belllounds never stuck to anything in his life, and never will. It"s not in him. He wants what he can"t have. If he gets it, then right off he doesn"t want it. Oh, I"ve known him since he was a kid.... Columbine, you"ve a mistaken sense of duty.
No girl need sacrifice her all because some man found her a lost baby and gave her a home. A woman owes more to herself than to any one."
"Oh, that"s true, Wilson. I"ve thought it all.... But you"re unjust--hard. You make no allowance for--for some possible good in every one. Dad swears I can reform Jack. Maybe I can. I"ll pray for it."
"Reform Jack Belllounds! How can you save a bad egg? That d.a.m.ned coward!
Didn"t he prove to you what he was when he jumped on me and kicked my broken foot till I fainted?... What do you want?"
"Don"t say any more--please," cried Columbine. "Oh, I"m so sorry.... I oughtn"t have come.... Ben, take me home."
"But, Collie, I love you," frantically urged Wilson. "And he--he may love you--but he"s--Collie--he"s been--"