The Yakima herald. [volume] (North Yakima, W.T. [Wash.]) 1889-1914, 1889-02-07

Nothing - nothing" hS answered hur-
riedly i've been Q little worried about
business lately; but come" be said, rising,
let Us 60 outside, for soc your father has
rot that girl with the steam whistle voice to
sing"
The girl with the steam whistle voice YVES
Julia Featherweight, the sister Of Rollestons
inamorata, and Madge stihed a laugh 0s she
went out on the verandA withFitzgerald
"What shame Of you" she said, bursting
into laugh when they were safely outside
"she's been taught by the lest masters."
How pity them. retorted Brian, grimly,
Is julia walled out, "Meet mo cnco again, !"
with an ear piercing Shrillness "rd much
rather listen to our ancestral banshee, and as
u meet her again, one interview would be
more than enough"
Madge did not answer, but leaning lightly
over the high rail VI the yernnda looked
out into the beautiful moonlight night
There were Number OF people passing along
the Esplanahe, some Of whom stopped and
liEtoned to Julias shrill notes, which being
mellowed by distance, must have sounded
rather MICA One man In particular seemed
to have taste for music. for be persistently
stared over the fence at the house Brian
and Madge talked OF all sorts Of things, but
every time Madge looked up she saw the man
watching the housa
What does that mah want, BrianT" she
asked.
"Whht manF asked Brian, starting. "Oh,"
he went on indlfferently, as the man moved
away from tho gate and crossed the road on
TO the footpath, "he's taken up with the
music, suppose; that's all"
Madge did not say anything, but could not
help thinking there was more In it than the
music Presently Julia ceased, and she pro-
posed TO 60 in
"whyF asked Brian. who was lying back
In q comfortable seat, smoking . Cigarette.
Its nice enough hera"
~ must attend TO my guests, " she answered,
rising "You stop hero and finish your
cigarette" and with gay laugh she fitted
into the houss like shadow.
Brian sat and smoked, staring out into the
moonlight meanwhile Yes, the man was
certainly watching the house, for be sat on
one Of the seats, and kept his eyes dxed on
tho brilliantly lighted Window Brian
throw away bis cigarette and Shivered
slightly.
"COuld any ono have seen met" hO muttered,
rising uneasily. "Pshawl Of course not, and
the cabman would never recognize ne again.
Curso Whyte, ~ wish I'D never Set eyes upon
him"
He gave one glance ct the dark figure on
the seat, and then, with shiver, passed into
the warm, well lighted room He did not
feel easy In his mind, and he would have felt
sill la8 % bad be known that the man on
the seat Was opo Of the cleverest Of the Mel.
bourne dstectivea
Mr. Gorby bad beon watching the Frettlby
a.
rather annoyed. Moreland did not know
where Fitzgerald lived, and as the detective
wanted 10 lnd out, he determined 10 watch
Brians movements and trace him home.
"If he's that pretty girls lover, I'll wait
I'LL be leaves the house," argued Mr.. 0orby
10 himself, when he first took his seat on the
Esplanada HE won't stay long away from
her, and once he leaves the house I'll follow
him up till 6nd out where he lives"
When Brian made bis appearance early In
the evening on his way 70 Mark Frottlbys
mansion, be was In evening dress, with o
light coat over Il. and also had on q soft hat.
"Well, I'm dashedr" calculated Mr.. Gorby,
when he saw Fitzgerald disappear; !"if be
isn't fool don't know who Il, to 60 about
In the very clothes be wore when be polished
Whyts Oh. and think be won't be recognised
Melbourne amt Paris or London, that be can
afford TO be % careless, and when put the
darbies on him he will Be astonished All,
we'll" ho went on, lighting his pipe and
taking seat on the Esplanade. II suppose
III have to whit here till he comes out"
Mr.. GorbyS patienCe was pretty severely
tried, for hour after hVur passed and no one
appeared Then he saw NadgO and Brian
TUNE out on the VVranda. and heard Mis-
,s.l,fia ehEiil w,is.n s,,srfny Srhici,
sounded weird aud unearthly In the stillnss
of the night lie saw MAdsp go IN. and then
Brian. the latter turning AMI Starring Ut him
for . minute Or 90
AIR saId uorby to himself. relighting
DIS pipe. "your cOnscienrr " d siliting you. b
10 WAX gill you're In jail