St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1885-03-08

''Hi! Ferrersl Look yer-Sayl Wot's
your hurry, pardner?'
| But there was no response. The thick
mist which hid the surrounding objects
seemed to deaden all sound also. After a
moments pause he closed the door, but did
not lock it, and, retreating to the center Of
the room, remained blinking at the two
candles and plucking some perplexing prob
| lem from his beard. Suddenly an idea seized
him. Roseyi Where was shea Perhaps it
had been preconcerted plan, aud she had
fled with him. Putting out the lights, he
stumbled hurriediy through the passage to
the gangway above. The cabin door was
open there was the sound OF voices-Ren-
shaw'S and Rosey's. Mr.. Mott felt
relieved, but not unembarrassed
He would have avoided his daugh-
ter's presence that evening. But even while
making this resolution with characteristic in
felicity he bluudered into the room. Rosey
looked up with slight start; Renshaw's ami
mated face was changed to its former express
sion of inward discomfort.
''You came in so like ghost, father" said
Rosey, with a slight peevishness that was new
to her. ''And thought you were in town.
Don't go, Mr.. Renshaw."
But Mr.. Renshaw intmated that he had
already trespassed upon Miss Motifs time, land
that no doubt her father wanted to talk with
her, To his surprise and annoyance how
ever. Mr.. Mott insisted ON accompanying him
TO his room, and, without needing Renshaw's
cold ''good-night,'' entered and closed the
door behind him.
''P'raps,'' said Mr.. Mott, with troubled
air, YOU disremember that when you first
KEN here you asked me if you could hev that
'ere loft that the Frenchman had down
stairs.'
mo. don't remember it, said Rem
shaw, almost rudely. But" he added, after
pause, with the air of man obliged to re
vive stale and unpleasant memory, 'ffI
did-what about it!''
''Nuthin', only that you kin hev it to-mor-
row, ez that ere Frenchman is mnvin' OUT"
responded Mott. - thought you was sorter
keen about it when you first kem.''
''Umph! Wen talk about it tomorrow"
Something in the look of wearied perplexity
with which Mr.. Mott was begin ming to regard
his own nal apropos presence, arrested the
young mans attention. whats the reason
you dldD' It sell this old ship long ago, take
decent house in the town, and bring up your
daughter like q ladyl'' he asked with sud-
den blunt good humor. But even this i'm
Piled blasphemy against the habtation he
worshiped did lot prevent Mr.. Mott from
his usual misconstruction of the question.
81 reckon now Rosey's got high-fown ideas
Of liyin' in castle with rufus, ehl" he said
cunningly.
Haven't heard her say" returned Rem
shaw abruptly. Good night"
Firmly convinced that Rosey had been I'M
able to conceal from Mr.. Renshaw the in
fuence of her dreams of a castelated future
IUit No ba hin,
Satisfying himself that his daughter had re-
tired, he sought his own couch. But not to
sleep. The figure of De Ferrieres standing
in the ship side and melting into the outer
darkness, haunted him, and compelled him
in dreams to rise and follow him through the
alleys and byways of the crowded city. Again,
it was part OF his morbid suspicion that he
now invested the absent man with potential
significance and an unknown power. What
deep-laid plans might he not form to possess
himself OF ROsey, of which he, Abner Mott,
would be ignorant! Unchecked by the re-
straint of fathers roof he would now give
full license to his power. ''Said he'd take
his honor with him, muttered Abner to him
self in the dim watches of the night; 'look-
in at that sayin' in its right light, it looks
bad.''
CHAPTER V.
The deliberately untruthful account which
Mr.. Mott gave his daughter of De Ferrieres'
sudden departure was more fortunate than
his usual equivoeations. While it disap-
pointed and slightly mortified her, it did not
seem to her inconsistent with what she al
ready knew Of him. ''Said his doctor had
ordered him to quit town under an hour,
OWN to a comm attack of hay fever, and
he had friend from furrin parts waitin' him
at the Springs, Rosey," explained Mott, hest
tating between his desire to avoid his daugh-s
ter's eyes and his wish to observe her coun-
tenance.
''Was he worse?-I mean, did he look
badly, fatheri" asked Rosey, thoughtfully.
81 reckon not e1acky bad. Kinder looked
ez if he mout be worse soon eff he didn't
hump hisself."
"Did you see himl-in his roomr' asked
Rosey anxiously. Upon the answer to this
simple question depended the future con-
fidental relations OF father aud daughter. If
her father had himself detected the means by
which his ledger existed she felt that her own
obligations to secrecy had been removed
But Mr.. MOTIFS answer disposed of this vain
hope. 1t was a response after his usual fash
ion to the question be imagined she art
their rendezvous of the previous night. This
it was part of his peculiar delicacy to ignore
Yet his reply showed that he had been I'm
conscious of the one miserable secret that he
might nave read easily.
Il was there an hour or so-hm and me
aone-discussiu' trade. l reckon he's got a
good thing outer that curled horse hair, for
see he's got in an invoice O. cushions. Tye
stored 'em all in the forrard bulkhead until
he sends for 'em, ez Mr.. Renshaw hez taken
the loft.''
But although Mr.. Renshaw had taken the
loft he did not seem in haste to occupy it.
He spent part Of the morning in uneasiy
pacing his room, in occasional sallies into
the street, from which he purposelesslv re-
turned, aud once or twice in distant and fur
tive contemplation of Rosey at work in the
galley. This last observation was not I'M
noticed By the asiute Mott, who at once con-
ceiving that be was nOurishing a secret and
hopeless passion for Rosey, began to consider
whether 1t was not his duty to warn the Young
man of her preoceupied affections. But Mr..
Renshaw's final disappearance obliged him
to withhold his confidence till morning.
This time Mr.. Rensbaw left the ship with
the evident determination Of some settled
purpose. He walked rapidly until he reached
the counting house Of Mr.. Seight, when he
was at once shown into private Office In
a few moments Mr.. Sleight, brusque but
passionless man, Joined him.
well, - said Sleight, closing the door care
fully. What uewsii
None said Renshaw bluutly 'Look
here, Sleight,n he added, turning to him sud-
denly, "Let me out OF this game don't
like it
"Does that mean you've found nothingin
asked Sleight- sarcsstically.
1t means that haven't looked for any
thing, and that don't intend to. without the
fun knowledge of that id fool VINO owns