Heppner gazette. [volume] (Heppner, Morrow County, Or.) 1892-1912, 1906-06-07
CHAPTER VII.

Helen's eyes rested for moment on
her brothers face. With an almost i'm
perceptible movement of lid and eyebrow
he reassured her.
What time is dinner? I told him to
come at O'clock" said he holding out
his cup for more tea.
THAT is right" answered Helen.
"You would have done BETTER" said
the Admiral, still unpacified, Ito have
given the man dinner at your club"
"Oh'' replied his son, serenely, II
wanted you and Helen to make his ac-
quaintance besides, could not have In
vited Muggins to the club"
"Muggins !" growled the old gentleman,
interrogatively.
"The dog"
"Ah. Is he a presentable sort Of fel-
low, then, that you want your sister to
meet him."
"The dog?" inquired Grace, with much
innocence.
NO." laughed his father, despite him
self; "the man-Tyre, or Sidon, or what
ever his name is"
"Tyars. Yes; l think so. Tyars is
distinctly presentable, or else l would not
Helen-and Agnes Winter"
Helen had moved away toward the
window, and was now leaning against the
folded and oldfashioned shutter. She
turned and looked at her brother as he
spoke, with that gentle, womanly scru-
tiny.
Like her brother, Helen Grace favored
to some extent a gravity of demeanor
when in repose, and her face was OF that
refined type which possesses great mo-
bility. Some faces there are which seem
to have brought from old times recol-
lection of gay knights, full of poetry and
full of fight; of troubadours and patient
women. Oswin and Helen Grace were of
this mold In profile the chiseling of
either face was perfect, for Helen was
but a refined miniature of her brother
and in smiling their gray eyes lighted up
with the self-same soft merriment
As she stood in the soft sunlight look
ing sideways toward her brother her ten
derness was visible. These two were the
only children of a dead mother, who if
she had never quite understood her hus-
band had at all events possessed the pow
er of loving her children. Oswin Grace
had left home early, as all naval men
must, and during the short spells allowed
to him by a grateful country as recrea-
ton he had not learned to know his sis
ter very well-not we'll enough to forget
that he owed to her the respect due to all
| women.
The two men now started a conversa-
| ton upon very nautical matters, employ
| ing such technical terms and waxing SO
interested that Helen sought a chair near
the window and settled down to listen
with respectful silence. When the Ad-
miral had left the room Oswin crossed
the floor and stood beside his sister, his
scrutinizing glance cast downward.
How is Agnes Winter?" he asked.
'She is very well. Did those flowers
remind you of herr"
| "Yees," he replied, slowly. L wonder
whyT
| Because she arranged them, 1 sup
pose" suggested the girl, looking up sud
denly, as If struck at the possibility oi
her idea being of some weight.
Perhaps so. She is not engaged yetT
Helen threaded a needle with some
care and stopped over her work.
"No; she is just the same as ever. Al
ways busy, always happy, always a IA
vorite. But-one never hears the slight
est rumor Of an engagement, or even g
Irritation"
while" added Grace. airily. her deal
friend firts here and 1irts there. bu'