Chicago eagle. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1889-19??, 1901-06-29
CHAPTER VII,

! was neither In good spirits nor In
good temper during the next few days.
My mother and Julia appeared astonish.
cd at this. for was not ordinarily as
touchy and fractions Us I showed myself
Immediately after my sojourn In Sark.
! was ashamed of 1t myself. The new
house. which occupied their time and
thoughts no agrccably, worried me rs
II had not done before. I made every
possible excuse not to be sent to 1t, OF
taken to 1t, several times Il day.
1t was positively necessary that l
should run over to Sark this wcekl had
given my word to Miss Olivier that l
would do so--but | dared not mention
such II project ut home. My mother and
Julia would be- up In arms ut the first
syllable ! uttered.
What II I could do two patients good
at one strokc--kill two birds with one
stOney Captain Carey had pretty little
yacht lying idle In st. SIMPSONS hnr.
Dor, and Il days cruising would do him
all the good In the world. Why should
he not carry me over to Sark. when l
could visit my other patient. and nobody
be made miserable by thy trip!
Il will make you up some of your old
medicine said, but l strongly rec
Ommend you to have II day out ON the
water; seven or eight hours at any pate.
II the weather keeps ~ fine ns 1t Is now,
II will do you u world Of good.'
ut Is so dreary alone" he objected.
III I could manage it," I said, DELHI
Grating, II should De glad to have day
with you."
"Ah! IL you could do that" he replied
eagerly.
"l'll see about It," said. "Should you
mind where you sailed tor
mot ut oil, not ut all, my boy" he
. answered, $50 that | get your company.
You shall be skipper or helmsman, or
both, II you like"
"Well, then, replied, you might take
me over to the Havre Gosselin, to see
how my patients broken arm IL going on.
It's a bore there being no resident med
ical man there at this moment"
The run over was all that we could
wish. The cOckle.shell OF u boat be-
longing to the yacht bore me to the foot
OF the ladder hanging down the rock at
Havre Gosselin. A very few minutes
took me to the top OF the cliff, and there
lay the little matched nest-like home of
my patient. ! hastened forward eagerly.
All was silent Us | crossed the stony
causeway OF the yard. Not u face looked
ont from door az window. Mam'zelle's
easement stood little way open, and
the breeze played with the curtains. Hut
tering them like banners In u procession.
! dared not try to look In. The house
door was ajar, and l approached 1t eau.
tiously. "Thank heaven!' ! cried within
myself as ] gaxed eagerly into the cot
tage.
She was lying there upon the fern bed,
half asleep, her head fallen back upon
the pillow, and the book she had been
reading dropped from her hand. The
whole interior Of the cottage formed a
picture. The old furniture OF oak, the
neutral tints Of the wall and ceiling, and
the deep tone Of her gren dress threw
out into strong relief the graceful shin
ing head and pale face.
suppose she became subtly conscious,
AZ women always are, that somebody's
eyes were fixed upon her, for she awOke
fully and looked up as fingered on the
door sill.
"Oh, DIR. Martini" she cried, II am so
siadw
II am come to see how my work Is go-
ing on" ! said. How is the arm, first
Of ALP
almost wished that mother Rcnouf or
Suzanne Tardif had been at hand. But
Miss Olivier seemed perfectly composed,
as much so rs child. She looked lie
one with her cropped head of hair, and
frank, open face. My own momentary
embarrassment passed away. The arm
was going on NIL right, and so was moth
er Itenouf's charge. the sprained ankle.
1--WE must take care you are not lame"
said. "YOu must promise me not to
set your foot on the ground, or In any
way rest your weight upon 1t, till give
You leave"
'"That means that you will have to
come to see me again." she said; lis 1t
not very difficult to come over from
GuernseyY
mot at ALL" answered, ut Is quite
q treat to me-"
Her face grew very grave, as II she
was thinking of some unpleasant topic.
She looked at me earnestly aud Ques-
tioningly.
"May speak to you with great pisia-
oeas. Or. Martini" she asked.