The San Juan islander. [volume] (Friday Harbor, Wash.) 1898-1914, 1906-07-21
CHAPTER XIY-(Continued.l }


came"
Il hope So"
II am sure Of It, Mr.. Tyars, and.
moreover. 1 do not defend myself. 1t Is
very difficult to find a channel for char
liable motives to run In. At any rate,
do no harm to these old men,"
Il have no doubt you do them a great
deal Of good" he said. rather bluntly
hut you are hardly the person to do it.
This il not the place for lady to wan
der about in alone. Wait twenty years.
She laughed. and stepped aside to hold
out her arms in expostulation.
I'm not a girl" she said; and look
at me. A thick veil and clumsy old
ulster without q waist TO it. / think. in
deed, it is foolish of me to ask you to
took"
He did look, gravely, from the top OF
her simple hat to the toes OF her small
boots peeping out beneath the ulster.
1T is no use," he said, ''you cannot dis
guise yourself. No woman" he added,
with your-advantages can"
He was quite right. Plainness is easier
to conceal than beauty. There is nothing
and 4 graceful figure. They walked On
again.
"If," she said, "ws waited for men to
tell US what we can do and what we
cannot, a great deal of good would remain
und0ne."
He would not argue; and his silence
softened her humor, for it betrayed a
determination to interfere no further.
1T is not" she said. continuing her
defense with womanlike persistence, as
il dragged other people into it. l do
not. for instance, bring Helen here"
As she said this she glanced up at him.
':No," he answered, calmly, returning
her gaze.
They were now at the dock gates, and
the constable on duty touched the brim
OF his helmet in double recognition.
May I call hansom! inquired ~
ars.
THANK you." she said. There is one
coming"
While waiting for the cab she spoke
again.
Il feel" she said. lightly, ''like a run
away school girl. Will you please tell no
tales out of SCHOOL,"
"You can trust me. Miss Winter" he
said, as he helped her into the cab, ito
hold my tongue. 1t is one OF the few &C
oomplishments l possess"
CHAPTER XIV.
Ciaud Tyars. had taken. his abode
In residential club In London. This
change had been dictated by motives Of
economy. He said that he found cham
bers in the Albany too expensive for a
man who was seldom in London. No one
to whom he made this statement was
posted as to the extent Of his income,
and the excuse passed readily enough.
He was certainly freer in his new
auarters-free to come and go when the
spirit moved him, and to some extent he
took advantage of his newly established
liberty. His absences were frequent, but
he was seldom away from London for
more than a night or two. He frequently
ran down to Glasgow, and once to Peter
head. where he spent two nights.
One morning in early December he was
partaking Of a very hearty breakfast at
porarily taken rooms. when Matthew
Mark Easton was shown in. The Ameri-
can was also a member of this club. which
was. singularly enough. composed OF mem
bers Of some university or another. duly
qualified by the power and means to sat
isfy the cravings Of roaming spirit.
Without a word he threw down upon
the breakfast table letter. of which the
envelope had been torn. Tyars was quite
equal to the American in quickness of
thought. Preserving the same stole ST.
Hence, he tossed across the table another
envelope identical in every way. and ad-
dressed by the same hand. Then he con-
tinued his breakfast. Easton spoke the
two words:
"Wednesday week"
Yes; Wednesday week"
"The night" said Easton, that we
fixed for Guy Fawkes."
"Yes We must have the meeting on
Tuesday night We must 90 to this"
Tyars laid his hand on the lettei. The
Americans quick little eyes were dane
ing over his whole person, even to the
tips of the Quiescent brown fingers.
Must WEI" he inquired.
.Tyars looked up sharply.
II do not believe" he said, that you
appreciate the Importance of Oswin
Grace"
Good sailor man." answered the
American, 'but too many women folk.
They will give US trouble"
''Grace is worth it. He is sometime
more than 4 good sailor. l cannot de.
fins 1t. but he has something which makes
him just the man l want"
Easton was silent. He had great re-
spect for his big, calm Englishman; the
sort of respect that one has for anything
larger than ones self in the way of an
animal.
well, them" he said, I'VE will 20. ]
shall call the meeting on Tuesday weei
at my rooms as before. 1t is the last full
meeting we shall ever have"
With that he rose and held out hi.
hand. When he was gone, Claud Tyar.
turned to his breakfast again. He spen,
the morning at the docks. and in the af
ternoon returned to his rooms tired ant
rather dirty. In few minutes all sign.
or fatigue and work were removed, and
he set of on foot to call at Brook street
one OF the best dressed men in Piccadilly
There was q sailor-like frankness il
tho way In which Salter, the admirarl
butler. opened the door when the visitor
was fortunate enough to find any one Al