The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1895-10-06

she is too tired 70 go out for a TOW. a
good deal 10 his astonlshment she acqui-
esces at once. and Godfrey, having Sc
cured a very satisfactory luncheon made
UP in a dainty basket. they start, But
here as on land Lilian's reserve continues.
why the deuce does she come IL she
can't stand me-" says I.ansdale 10 him
self, with pardonable irritation, and, fall
ing into her mood he. too, refrains from
speech, until the sound of the oars and
the musical dashing of the water against
the sides of the many Islands by which
they 90. is all that breaks their silence.
They land at Garnish island, and go
up TO see the Martello tower. an old man
with the keys following them. And per-
haps il adds 10 Lansdale's sense OF in
justice that Lillian talks gayly to this old
ancient laughing her soft. musical laugh.
and going into ecstasies with MIN, over
the magnificent view below She had
hitherto seemed unsympathAtic 90 Lans-
dale, who has fallen in love with Glen
cariff but now he knows how jull and
deep is her appreciation Of IT. Ana. IN
deed. the living picture that lies before
them could hardly he surpassed-the SOFT
clear bay, with its blue waters ripping
round it's many islets, the lovely woods
growing to the waters edge; The grand
old mountains. severe. mysterious. clad
with their purple heather. and the glimpse
Of Glengariff Castle amidst the foliage
Everything seems 50 Old, 50 st'i, that II
seems a relief when. from little rock
crowded with sleepy gulls that have
seemed for the last five minutes part Of
II. the gray birds suddenly rise As If with
one consent and float away like fairy
visions across the dark bosom CT the
water
shall We row once more 10 Proudly
river7" says Lansdalc when they are
again in the boat.
Yes. IT is very pretty there, says
Lillian. with enthusiasm
better have some luncheon on our
way"
Il think I should like something 20
eat" says Lillian, ahsently, Godfrey
could have shaken her.
Look here" says he presently, laying
down his oars They have finished
luncheon and Lillian is amusing herself
throwing the scraps 10 the big white
swan. who always follows them IN their
excursions with n view no doubt 10
luncheon on his own part Lets have
it out
"wcn. all this absurd nonsense. You
thought T came here in an underhand sort
Of way TO see you-to boldly judge Of
youc"
Mr. Tansdale"'
Won ala think that" There IS a touch
OF steTn0eSS 1N DIS Npi't tiat t'@'i9 81, T.
wen. IL looked very like it," says she.
defa1tly.
Come 10 that why should not have
thought that YOU had como here 10 see, "a
Judge OF me-
Miss Blake frowns.
THAT is a rude speech" SAYS she. colby.
DO Won wish 20 have A monopoly OF the
rudeness then2 However. I merely made
that remark n give Won the chance Of see
ing how things might look from the othei
point 81 vbSw'
You Will take It back. however" with a
touch Of hauteur.
Certainly 7 consider u quite as unlikely
that YOU should at in that way as that
dclIhcrately-"f should. Besides, 80 SGT
Nonr mind quite at rest I may as wen ten
YOU that ] came here principally 10 meet,
not YOU" with a slight smile that is a lit
lie irouicai, ''but a friend % mine, who
promised 20 be here this week"