The copper country evening news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 18??-1907, 1898-07-13
CHAPTER Y.
RETRIBUTION.

had seen nothing of Allie since |
had said good night to her the previous
evening, nor did l receive m invitation
to visit her until breakfast had been
over some time. Then Walworth enter
ed my cabin.
''Her ladyship," he said, taking a
seat on my locker, "has sent me to say
that she would he glad to see you aft if
you could spare a few moments. Before
you go | want to explain the situation to
you. The matter on hand, as you may
guess, is the case of that scoundrel Eb-
bington, and as he will be present she
thinks it best that little precaution
should be observed.
In what way do you mean?" an
swered. "Of course | am ready to do
anything she may wish, but I'd like TO
have my instructions clearly explained
to me first. "
Well, l have been commissioned to
inform you that she thinks it would be
better in case of accident that Ebbing-
ton should suppose she has abducted
you as well as himself. That is to say,
instead Of being her guest ON board the
schooner you are her prisoner. Do you
understand
Perfectly. She is afraid lest any
harm should occur to me, when leave
her yacht, by reason of my association
with her. 1t is like her thoughtfulness. 4"
"Shall we go?"
signified my assent, and we set off.
When we reached Allies cabin, we
found her reclining on couch at the
farther end, the bulldog as usual at her
feet. She held packet of papers in her
hand, which previous to our arrival it
was evident she had been perusing. At
the other end, near the companion lad
der, but on the starboard side, between
two sailors stood the prisoner, Ebbing-
ton. He looked, as we'll he might, hope
lessly miserable. He opened his eyes in
astonishment when he saw me enter. l.
however, crossed the cabin with Wal
worth and stood on the port side with.
out letting him see that recognized
him. Then solemn silence fell upon us
all for nearly minute. While it lasted
Allie sat with her chin on her hand,
staring steadfastly at Ebbington. Under
her gaze he lowered his eyes, and when
/ noticed that his fingers twined con.
vulsively over and round each other I
could imagine the state Of his mind.
The fellow was plainly as frightened as
it was possible for him to be. Then Allie
lifted her head and spoke in a voice as
soft as kittens purr.
"Mr. Ebbington, she said, "do you
know me?"
He did not answer, but / saw the first
finger and thumb of his right hand
clutch at his trousers leg and hold it
tight. That action was more significant
than any words. Again she spoke:
"Mr. ELLINGTON she said, my
trusted servant, my faithful friend, my
honorable agent. l ask you again do you
know me?'
Once more he refused to answer.
lyon seem undecided Well, then, |
let me trssSass upon your time and tell |
you little story, which will perhaps |
help you TO remember. You may listen,
DIR. Do Normanville, if you please. You |
must know, Mr.. Burlington, that once
upon time there was woman who,
Tor no fault of her own, found herself at
snmity with the world. She had neces-
'arily to be continually moving from
place to place and to be always on her
guard against betrayal. The better,
therefore,, to conduct her business she
ngaged a man to reside in certain
,lace and to supply her from time to
ime with certain important informa-
ion. The man was poor; she made him