The morning Astorian. [volume] (Astoria, Oregon) 1899-1930, 1906-08-04

iere tonight. No they suggest that VIC
Try 10 find some one wc know on
shore" IIer voice was uncertain. The
last train was gone. She knew Of no
one In the nelghborhood. IIeming.
why's face cleared.
"Why, the Maybews have n place
only n few mllcs from here" he ex.
claimed tfinmphnntly. I'VE can cnsily
get trap nj the station and drive out.
know they would be delighted"
emily Mayhrw." repeated Miss Nor
ton family. She go 10 Emily May.
hew'e! Tint would indeed be fitting
climax for this wretcbed afternoon.
Was II not Emily Mayhew with whom
Hemingway had spent the most OF bis
time at the Richardson dancer Was
II not with Emily Mnyhew that she had
acen him IN n hanson dashlng down
town. And had not more than one
rumor Of Emily Maybew's engagement
to Mr. Hemingway reached herr II
would be horrible to so there. she re.
nectod. yet wlat else could she do?
Clearly Ii was impossible 10 remain on
the yacht without Mrs. Farwell.
II could not bc helped. Quietly she
took her place In the boat TO no
ashore. Quietly She stepped into the
ramshacklc vehicle Hemingway sue.
cceded In procuring. II was clear,
star llt night; the road. winding
through Engllsh.lke lanes. was fra.
grant with dew dampened flowers.
Everything breathed Of peace and
beauty. Insensibly the girls pertnrba'
ton began 10 stlil itself
Then NIL nj once around a sudden
corner came rush OF four blazing
lights. the warning 'h0nk, honk" OF
The hurrylng monster. The station
horse. taken unnwnren. backed preclpi-
lately. There was bump. crash.
Alicia, struggling slowly back TO con.
sciousness. found herself In Mrs. Far.
wells arms. That little lady. seeing
the girls eyes open and realizing that
she was safe. burst into tears.
"Oh. my dear. my dear!" she sobbed
Wasn't IL too awfulG There we were
speeding along. trying to make the
yacht after all--for the breakdown
proved not 40 serious ns we feared
aud didn't We run into you aud nearly
kill your But the doctor says you are
all right" she hurried on, "Y0u only
struck your head n tiny bit. You will
be all right tomorrow"
"Whcre am II" asked the girl won
dcrInsly. She could see the pretty
room wherein shc lay. Whose could II
bei
"why. at the Muyhews'," responded
Mrs. Parwcli. we had just stopped
TO pick up Emily and Bob, and she In
sisted that we come back at once. You
see, we didn't know whether or moi
you were badly hurt. So she and
Bob
"Bobr queried Alicia. bewiidered.
Bob Hemingway. Harris brother
explained Mrs. Fnrwell. "They are en-
gagged. you know. although they have
been trying hard TO keep II secret
until Bob got home. But you know
how easy that H." with shrng. "And
believe there were some business
complications too matters which both
cred both the boys. Anyway, between
worry and work and looking after EN-
Ily. know that poor Harris has been
really distracted BY the way" send
Ing keen glance ~ the girl. speaking
OF Harris, he IL almost crazy and In
slsts TINT he must see you. But
doubtfully, do you think that you
could stand III"
"Yes," murmurcd Alicia In queer,
breathless little voice, II think could y
There was slight noise at the door
Alicia opened her eyes. Mrs. Farwell
was gone; Harris Hemingway. his eyes
dark and wide with anxiety. stood
there.
"Allcia," he cried. and there was nc
mIstaking the love, eagerness and pain
which rang through his voice. All
eoldncss and Misunderstanding melted
before II like mist before the sun
shine.
With a contented little sigh, Alicia
stretched forth both hands.
Harris" she whispered happily
"why, Harris. dearv'
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