Condon globe. (Condon, Gilliam Co., Or.) 189?-1919, 1904-03-24

blind was snatched hastily aside, and
Mary's face was pressed against the In
ner side of the glass.
who's thereT
LET me in. II Is I--Sarah,7 replied
our heroine.
Mary Holland unfastened the window
and admitted her. Both women looked
keenly at each other-and both were very
pale.
Mary Holland walked slowly from the
window, which she had unlocked to admit
Sarah EastbeIl, and sat down In the arm.
chair by the fire. There was painful Vi.
lence, each young woman waiting for the
other to speak, and each on guard.
II was Mary Holland who began at
last
II had no idea that you were In the
garden, Sarah," she said slowly; "were
you not afraid Of catching cold, at this
late hour Of the nIghtr
Weren't your was the quick re-
joinder.
II wanted fresh air" said Mary,
speaking slowly; II had been in attend.
ance upon your grandmother all day, ard
she has been more than ordinarily exact
Ing. But you have been travelling, end
were fatigued."
II was fatigued." said Sarah Enstbcll,
until reached this house and found Il
full sf change--and you changed with
all the rest"
II have not changed In any one de-
gree" said Mary Holland, clasping her
hands suddenly together; II am the same
woman that / have ever been"
MY friend-and hersf' said Sarah
meaningly.
"Yes." answered Mary, and she met
again TIE steady gaze Of her inquirer. II
was pale, pensive face, with a clear
outlook from the full gray eyes, and one
could scarcely doubt the truth upon II
even then.
But" began Sarah, hesitatingIy
when The other interrupted her.
but am a young woman with more
secrets than one upon my mind. and they
have come more closely to me of late
days. And now am more helpless thar
thought was" she said.
n
her, ae1 sat down BY. the side Of Mary
Holland.
MARY" she said tetchily, II hate peo
pie with secrets, and there is enough mys
terry about this life without your adding
to 1t. viii you trust me, or will yoI
notT
my child, am FIVE or six years oldel
than you. Why, have scarcely learned
to trust myself yet! When | have full
confidence in Mary Holland, l may pu
faith--implicit faith-in Sarah Eastbell,
she said, in those old crisp tones Of voic,
that had given character TO her befort
this; "but loving and respecting her genu
inc nature as / do, still must keep M
troubles to myself"
"You have nothing to tell me, thenT
"Not yet. Only this" said Mary, look
ing up again; Il viii ask for the old conf
dcnce, which appears to be sinking ava,
without any power of mine to stop II
These are strange times, and ! must b.
strange with them. Bear with me, Saral
| Eastbell."
Il am alone in this house, where ther
are many enemies now" said Sarah
why should trust you any longer2 YoV
know what my brother is-you can gues
what his companion is likely to be. An,
| yet you and that man were whispering
together In the garden for half an hou
tonight. You two are soon friends. Ha
Captain Peterson fallen in love witt
your
ION the contrary, l think Captain Pe
terson detests me very cordially"
you know that he is q villain then
! that two years ago he was in leagu
with coiners-that knew him by sigh
in Potter's Court-that his presence her
means danger to honest peopleT"
Honest people can surely take car
of themselves against such petty knayer,
as his, and his friends" said Mary, al
most contemptuously: II have warne,
him that We are on our guard in thi
house."
"Win they defy me and remain? p wa
the rejoinder.
'FOr while, perhaps-until they ar
weary of life that is unsuited to them
or until your grandmother knows tn
truth of your brothers rascality, wit
which she should have been acquainte
long SINCE"
Il could not see this day. wanted t
keep her heart light to the last" nul
INJURED Sarah; "and now my falsehoo
turns upon myself. and puts that poo
weak life in danger too. For they woul
be glad of her DEATH" she said in an e1
cited whisper. 81 read it in their faces
I cannot trust them--or you. am alon
now-awfully aloner'
Ito be continued.l