Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1904-10-29

els that a dare?" inquired Dorothy WI
lard flashing a challenging glance II he'
fathers secretary.
az would he were 1t not for the sli'ei'
NcCausland's voice betrayed a note VI
seriousness quite foreign to the fri'on'y ~.
the preceding conversation. lhe e'
ouick to detect the change.
.What has that to do with Nf
"Everything," replied the man iacon.-
cally. and somehow he could not i' =,
from glancing backward at the io"e
brary windows. The solid shutters w.
already closed, and the ne"
cleaned on the iron bar as INC f"se
Soon fan moon shot through the leahess
-. Iost night there had been neither
nadlock nor bar on that window ana 'h''
morning ,,ot
DDon't Won become morbid over tha'
,,,-.,chad old silver What II 1t did come
from sheffield? There's more IN ..e t. n
tioue shops Father has gone 10 peo 20
a headache from worrying. ana thele 20
one left but YOU. she sase mo- lonely Hal
fowaen for n girl who had planned Oh
house party that failed ,, prt he
"Im sorry" he said simply. ou' ~, ne
stood resolutely upon the top step VI 'iie
You're not" she cried vehemently You
suggest that we have some Old iashion ieu
Halloween fun-that l look INTO .ne ~
for the face of my future iord anu hi"''
and-and then you back out! o,a
Her very attitude was challenge, anu
her eyes sparkled in the moonlight.
at is too bad" began McCausland IN NE
easv-goIng way. but 1 had forgotten. Tor
the moment. Why should 1 permit you 10
court danger? -. A. ,tn.
Most appropriate. coming from the ups
of one who is evidently averse TO couruhs
anything A., a.,
lust for an instant he caught the nasn
of her hazel eyes. with the sudden SIM ~, y.
a golden light in their depths Ihen tne
long lashes fell. The mans heart throppeo
oddly for more than the single instant, out
ne was quick to pull himself together Only
her love of playing with words mad prompt-
ed the remark. Her father had the sdIle
trick And he was her fathers secretary
His voice was quite grave when ne spohe
again. "
not even to drive about during the DAY,
unattended. What would he say TO your
wandering over the grounds at night?
II thought you might count yourseit as
an attendant. at least"
McCausland flushed, then shrugged his
shoulder and spoke more lightly.
II would break the spell. The FAIRIES
would work no charm for you. nor show
the face in the well. If you were accom-
panied by a real live man."
The spoiled daughter of the house or Mil
lard flung up her head dehantly. Quite
clearly this young man, who had come out
of the west with his strong, rugged fea-
lures his calm, gray eyes, needed les
son. He was treating her as II she were
child instead of the belle of the Tenbrook
Park hunting set for two seasons past.
II do not believe in fairies. but just to
show you that neither am l afraid of bur-
glars, l shall go to that WE'LL
She was coming back toward him now,
mounting the steps with imperious carriage.
Miss Willard"
She flung him a hooking smile.
I'm going to my room for my revolver.
It's a little dream that I've used only for
target practice. Perhaps 1t will see real
service tonight"
Instinctvely McCausland's hand slipped
round to his hip pocket The girls eyes
danced.
"And you were armed all the while"
She flashed through the wide doorway into
the fire-lit hall. McCausland heard the pat