Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1897-09-04

thought you were always tending your
teiesraphAdidny we, Lucy?" Ito the child.
| VINO was eonvnfsed with mirth and sheep
isfnesso Why, we've been taking a WASH
in the sea- she tried to gather UP her
| long hair which had been left to stray
| over her shoulders and dry in the sunlight.
ana even made q pretense of trying 20 con-
ceal the wet towels they were carrying.
!arman did not laugh. IF you had told
me, he said, gravely. II could have kept
watch for you with my glass while you
were there. 1 could sea further than YOU
Tould you ses us?' asked the little girl.
| with hopeful vivacity.
| mo. said Jarman. with mastery eva
sion. There are little sandhlls between
| this and the beach,"
| Then how tould other people see us -
| persisted the child.
| Jarman could see that the older girl was
evidently embarrassed, and changed the
subject. Il sometimes go out" he said,
| When l can see there are no vessels in
sight and take my glass with me- l can
| always get back in time to make signals.
| thought. in. fact" he said. glancing at
Cara's Frightening face. that l might get
as far as your house on the shore some
day." To his surprise. her embarrassment
suddenly seemed to increase, though shs
had looked relieved before. and she did not
reply. After a moment she said abruptly:
| did you ever see the sea uOnS!
| No.. said Jarman.
| mot the big ones on Seal rock. beyond
| the cliRs?" continued the girl in real as
| constituent.
NO, repeated JaTudIl, never Tdihco
IL that direction" He vaguely remember
| ed that they were a curiosity which some
| times attracted parties thither, and for
that reason he had avoided the spot.
why, l have sailed all around the
rock in fathers 5oa.,'' continued Cara with
| Importance. That's the best way to see
EN-, and folks from Frisco sometimes
takes a sail out there just on purpose-it's
too sandy to walk or drive there. But it's
| only step from here. Look mere: she
said suddenly, and frankly opening her
fine eyes upon him. I'm gong To take
Lucy there tomorrow. and III snow YOU
Jarman felt his cheeks flush quickly with
pleasure that embarrassed him. 1t went
| take long," aid Cara, mistaking his mo-
| mentary hesitation, and you can leave
your telegraph alone. Nobody will be
there. SO no one will see you, and nobody
know it," He would have gone then, any
way, he knew. yet in his absurd seif-coE-
seriousness ne was glad that her last sug-
gesiion had relieved him of a sense of reck-
less compliance. He assent ed eagerly,
when with a wave of her hand, flash OF
her white teeth and the same abruptness
she had shown at their last parting, she
caught Lucy by the arm and darted away
in romping 20 her dwelling. Jar
man starred after her. He had no. want
ed TO go to her fathers house particularly,
but why was she evidently as averse TO
it? With the subtle pleasure that this adj
mission gave MIN there was faint sur
ring of suspicion.
1t was gone whea he found her and Lucy
the next morning, radiant with the sun
shine, before his door. The restraint of
their previous meetings had been removed
in some mysterious way, and they chat
ted gaily as they walked toward the cliffs.
She asked him frLukiy many quest tons
about himself-why he had come there and
IL ne wasn't lonely, she answered. frank
~, lear much more frankly than he an
sWered her. the many questions he asked
her about herself and her friends
When they reacheu The cliffs they descehd-
ed TO the beach, which :ney found desert
Ell. Before them. it seemd scarce pistol
shot from the shore, arose nigh, broad
rock, beaten at its base by the long Pa
citic surf, on which number of Shapeiess
animals We're uncouthly dlSportirg. This
was Seal Rock, fhe goal of their journey.
Yet. alter few moments. they no longer
looked at ia but, seated on the sand, with
Lucy gathering shells at the waters edge,
they continued their talk. Presently the
talk became eager confid anceS, and then
there weresaons and dangerous lapses CT
silence-when both were fam to make
per!unctory talk with Lucy on the beach.
After one OF these silences Jarman said:
do you know I rather thought yester-
day you didn't want me to come to your
fathers house. Why was that?
because, Marco was there, said the girl
What had he to do with it," said Jar
, man abruptly.
He wants to marry me-"
And do you want to marry him." said
Jarman quickly.
Why don't you get rid of him. then?'
Il can't-hes hiding nere-he's fathers
friend.Yr IT.
Hiding? What's he been doing?"
81 ealing. Stealing gold dust from min
ers. / never cared for him anyway. And
l hate thief!'
She looked up quickly. Jarman lad risen
to his feet-his face turned to sea.
w hal are you looking at?' she said
wonderingly
"A ship said Jarman in strange.
signal. I'm afraid l haven't even time to
walk with you'll must run for it. Good
bye!"
He turned without offering his hand and
ran hurriedly in the direction of the sema-
phore.
Cara, discounted. turned her black eyes
to the But Il seemed empty as be-
fore. no SAIL no ship on the horizon line
only httle SCHOONER slowly beating our
of the Gate-Ah, well, 1t no doubt was
thera-that sail-though size could mol see
It: how keen ana far-seeing his handsome
honest eyes. were! She heaved a little Sigh
and calling Lucy her side, began to
make her way homeward. But she kept
her eyes on the semaptore: it seemed to
her the next thing to seing hin-this man
she was beginning to love. She waited for
the gaunt arms to move with the signal of
the vessel he mad seen. But, strange to
say, it was motionless. He must have been
mistaken.
All this, however, was driven from her
mind in the excitement that she found
on her return thrilling her own family.
They had been warned that police
boat with detectives on board had been
dispatched from San Francisco to the
cove. Luckily they had managed to con-
vey the fugitive Franti on board a coast
wise schooner-Cara started as she remem-
bered the one she had seen beating out
of the gate-and he was now safe from
pursuit. Cara felt relieved-at the same
time she felt strange joy at her heart,
which sent the conscious blood to her
cheek She was not thinking of the es-
capped Marco, but of Jarnan. Later when
the police boat arrived-whether the de-
tectives had been forewarned of Marcos
escape or not--they contented themselves
with a formal search of the little fishing
hut and departed. But their boat remain
ed lying off the shore.
That night Cara tossed sleeplessly on
her bed; she was sorry she had ever spoken
of Marco to Jarman. 1t was unnecessary
now; perhaps he disbelieved her and
thought she loved Marco; perhaps that was
the reason of his strange and abrupt leave
taking that afternoon. She longed for the
next day-she. could tell him everything
now.
Toward morning she slept ftfuIly. but
was awakened by the sound of voices on
the sands outside the hut Its fimsv
ct already Warpad hy tho 6aro> H.,