The San Juan islander. [volume] (Friday Harbor, Wash.) 1898-1914, 1904-04-09

listlessly, as she got away from him, and
removed her hat and cloak. The fanta-
STA had ceased, and the violinist was
standing looking down at the carpet in
highly decorous manner.
Saturday evening late. after you had
gone" answered Tom. GRANDMOTHER
was awfully pleased. can tell you. Cap
tain Peterson, my sister Sarah-Miss
Eastbell, my particular friend, Captain
Peterson"
Sarah bowed, and looked hard ut the
Captain, who made grave Obeisance in
return.
1T affords me great pleasure to have
the honor of an introduction to Miss East
bell" he said In a low tone of voice,
which died away in a whisper as he sat
down again.
And to think that you and Tom are
both together in this great, grand. windy
house." said Mrs. Eastbell. both taking
care of me in my old age! you used to tell
me all the good news of Tom. Sally, and
how he was getting on in the world. and
prospecting, and that used to keep my
heart light"
"Ay--it did," said Sarah, sorrowfully.
"And I'm very much obliged to Sally"
said Tom, with a sudden grin that was as
spasmodic as clockwork figures; 'some
sisters would have backbited a brother
while he was away, and set his relatives
against him; but you didn't. SallyT"
mo"
mot that you have been talking much
about me lately. | understand" said
Tom, "since the dear old lady has come
into a fortune But you did once-and
I'm grateful to the last day of my life"
He leaned across the table In order
that he might peer more closely into her
face, and Sarah answered slowly:
"We will talk of the past-and of the
future-at a fitting time"
AS you please. Take your own time,
Sarah" was the reply; you will End rue
and the Captain in the picture gallery
presently. The Captain in a follower of
the arts himself.
"Oh, Thomas" said the Captain, rails
ing both hands deprecatingly, ian adj
mirer of them--that is ALL
"A composer, genuine composer"
cried Tom Easbell, slapping his hand I'M
tremendously on bis friends music book
II beg pardon, grandmother; l am in
good spirits to-night--that's ALL" said
Tom, deferentially; "Sarah's back. and
for moment / had forgotten my be-
reavement."
What bereavement? an! your wife,"
said Sarah: lis she dead then?'
Dead and gone, Door soul. Don't = GU
see how deep my mourning is?'
Don't give way, Tom-don't give
way" said Captain Peterson, as he took
his friends arm and led him sobbins from
the room.
Hasn't he left the door open p asked
Mrs. Eastbell. 81 thought so by the
blowing down the back of my neck. It's
a pity he doesn't know better than to
leave all the doors open, but I soppose
they're used to wind at sea, Sally"
Yes, grandmother"
Now that they've gone, l want to
know about your wild-goose chase-to
scold you for ito ask after that suck
up fellow Reuben, who"
ntly-presently-I must see
those men at once" cried Sarah, start
ing up, with eyes cleaning and hands
clenched.
She lost not many minutes in follow
ing her brother and his friend to the
picture gallery. Thomas Easttell, sprawl
ed in Simon Culwick's chair, with his
legs ungracefully dangling over the left
arm. Captain Peterson, reserved in the
presence of his particular friend, sat with
his chair tilted against the marble man
telpiece.
Come in. Sarah, don't be bashful."
said Thomas Eastbell. you are very
welcome, ! assure you
Sarah shut the door at this invitation
and walked quickly toward the visitors
taking seat close to her brother, and
looking sternly and fxedly at him.
why do you come? What 10 you
wanti You are here with a purpose"
said Sarah persistently: Estate it. If you
please"
at is very simple" her brother said.
coolly.
II am not the child was: l have learn
ed to know the world, and to take my
part in it. | know you. Thomas East
bell. | know Of no good or honest action
that you have ever done Knowing that,
| will not have you and your friend In
this house. You play a dangerous game
in your defiance of me. for | am mistress
here"
"Oh, ed!-that's it. Is it?" said her
brother with a sneer: 81 am 10 tell nv
grandmother that she's a cipher in her
own house-that she's nobody, and want
To grab all her money when she died.
Tell her what you will" said Sarah:
'the answer which strips the veil from
your bad life will be sufficient to drive
YOU from us"
Ito be continued.)