The Irish standard., 1896-06-27
/" But don't you know he is gone o" she asked.

But don't you know he Is gomez" she asked
told him he had had no opportunity
to learn how the people really live; and
then she insisted that he should come
here, for few days at least, to get just
the experience in which he was laclz-
ing. He accepted the invitation, after
little hesitation. Honestly, think
he was glad to escape the hotels for
awhile. Last evening he and aunt
talked for hours about their travels,
about this place and its people. shetold
him how she was gaining under your
care, and how fortunate she was in
securing such slzillful attendance in
the country. Perhaps it is as well that
you didn't hear her: Flattery is disas-
trous sometimes, isn't it?"
t'You should know better than T."
She laughed lightly.
Nothing but good was said of you"
she went on. "Aunt dwelt upon your
success with her, and your regular at
tendance upon the old man who lives
over there" She pointed to the knoll,
with which we were almost abreast,
being distant from it hardly 100 yards.
''She told him what hermit exist
ence Mr.--Mr La1nar-that is his name,
isn't it?-seems to prefer"
''Was he interested?"
. .'Shall I tell you the plain truth? It
may spoil the story"
"The truth always" said /. 1
cat first he was interested, but very
soon he delicately managed to change
the subject" KS
II don't blame him." I muttered,
with glance at the house showing
above the scrubby trees. Her glance
followed mine.
''Dr Norris" she asked, after
pause, sis that Mr.. Lamar deaf? When
tried to rouse somebody in his house
the other day, the place was as unre-
sponsive as a tomb"
1.-THE comparison is excellent" said
] avoiding a direct answer to her
query, as most men with an aversion
to unnecessary falsehoods would have
avoided it. "The servant is deaf, and
her master is sometimes so self-ab-
sorbed that he is even worse off than
she"
''What a wretched existence. Is his
health altogether gomez"
Gle is more comfortable now than
when he came here"
I knew that she was studying my
face, but kept Fay eyes averted.
''It. is strange that in this gossip
loving village so little is known, Of
him." she went on. zone hears that he
is retired brewer from the south; but
that seems to be the limit Of knowledge
Of his antecedents." s.s
'It is the accepted version said I.
"Really, know little of his history be-
fore he retained me-"
Our craft was nearing the mouth Of
the tidal stream, and a few more vig-
orous strokes shot it out Upon the
smooth waters Of the bay, hardly rip
pied by the gentle breeze. To the
north were two sloops crawling along
ON their way to the village. To the
south and east curved the long tongue
of land which formed the boundary of
the bay on two sides and sheltered it
from the ocean swell. Not more than
half mile from where we were, q cat
boat lay at anchor, with a solitary fig
ure lolling over her side. The whole
scene was full of the restfulness Of the
summer afternoon, and the spell Of it
stole upon us, as if we left behind with
the land its anxicties, sorrows and
fears. For time the boat drifted on,
propelled more by a current Of the
bay than by the occasional strokes OF
the oar The pir1 was half reclining
trailing one Of her hands in the water
and with the other toying with the
handle of her parasol, the shaft; Of
which rested on her shoulder. We
were both dreaming, when q hail
came to rouse us from our reyeries.
Looking up,I found that we were close
to the anchored craft. and that John
son, it's occupant, had given us warning
none too soon. in a moment we were
alongside the catboat, and his hand had
caught the gunwale Of the skif.