Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1906-09-28
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stance. IA-MrB. tanslttaft inquiries about
Stephen Brand and his daughter and seeks to
meet Brand, but fails.
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Not unless am In the way" plead
ed the other II was choking In there
The air here, the space, are 50 CRATE
full"
So Constance passed her. Mrs. Van
sittart noted the dainty manner In
which she picked up her skirts to
mount the stairs. She caught glimpse
of the tailor made gown, striped silk
underskirt. well fitting. low heeled.
wide welted expensive boots. Trust
women to see all these things at q
glance. with even the shifting glImmer
of a storm proof lantern to aid the
quick appraisement.
AS the girl went out of her sight a
Renaissance came to her.
mo wonder I was startled" she com:
muned. THAT sailors coat she wears
helps the resemblance. Probably 1t is
her fathers"
AACu Tic iOuO Sllc1kCc VI luc ilSAt-
house appalled, her The singing had
ceased or was shut off by q closed
door. One might as we'll be in a tomb
as surrounded by this tangible dark
ness. The tremulous granite, SO cold
and hard, yet alive In Its own grim
strength, the murmuring connection Of
wind and waves swelling and dying In
ghostlike echoes, suggested a grave, a
vault close sealed from the outer
world. though pulsating with the far
away existence of needless multitudes.
Thus, brooding in the gloom, tor
tured soul without form and void, she
awaited the return Of her messenger.
Constance, after looking in at the hos
pitai, went on to the service room. Her
father was not there She glanced up
to the trimming stage, expecting to see
him attending to the lamp. No. He
had gone. Somewhat bewildered, for
she was almost certain he was not in
any Of the lower apartments, she climb
Cd to the little door In the glass frame.
All! There he was on the landward
side Of the gallery. What was the mat
ter now? Surely there was not an
other vessel in distress. However, be-
Ing relieved from any dubiety as to his
whereabouts. she went back to the
service room and gave herself the lux
ury of moments rest Oh, how tired
abe was! Not until she sat down did
she realize what it meant to live as she
had lived and to do all that she had
done during the past four hours.
Her respite was of short duration.
Brand, his oilskins cleaning with wet,
came in.
"Hello. sweetheart! What's up
now?" he cried in such cheerful voice
that she knew all was well.
THAT was exactly what I was going
10 ask you" she said.
1.-The Falcon is out there" he replied,
with side nod toward Mounts bay.
Constance knew that the Falcon was
a sturdy steam trawler, a bulldog little
ship, built to face anything In the
shape Of gales.
''They can do nothing, Of course" she
commented.
mo. l stood between them and the
light for a second. and they evidently
understood that was on the lookout,
- a lantern dipped several times,
which I interpreted as meaning that
they will return at daybreak. Now
they are of to Penzance again."
''They turned safely thenr
shipped a sea or two, no doubt. The
wind Is dropping. but the sea IL run
ming mountains high"
He had taken OF his oilskins. Con-
stance suddenly felt a strong disincli-
nation to rise. Being a strong willed
young person, she sprang up instantly.
II came to ask you If you can see
Mrs. vansittart," she said.
Mrs. vansittartr' he cried, with a
genuine surprise that thrilled her with
. pleasure she assuredly could not &C.
count for.
Eyes. She asked If she might have a
word with you.''
He threw his hands up in comic de-
SPAR.
Tell the good lady I am up to my
eyes In work. The oil Is running low.
! must HE me to the pump at once.
have my journal to I'LL. II there Is no
sun I cannot heliograph. and I have a
host Of signals to look up and get
ready. And word In your ear, Connie,
dear. We will be at home on the rock.
for the next forty eight hours. Give
tho lady my very deep regrets and ask
her to allow me to send for her when I
have minute to spare some hours
hence"
She kissed him.
"You dear old thing" she cried. "You
will tire yourself to death, I am sure"
He caught her by the chin.
mark my words" he laughed. you
win feel this night in your bones Ion
ger than I. BY the way, no matter who
goes hungry. don't prepare any break
fast until I come to you. suppose the
Kitchen Is your headQuartersT
"Yes. though Enid has had far more
Of Mr.. Pyne's company. She is cook,
you know"
us Pyne there toor'
HE is laundry maid, drying Clothes"
Il think I shall like him." unused
Brand. "He seems to be q helpful sort
Of youngster. That reminds me. Tell
him to report himself to Mr.. Emmett
as my assistant-if he cares for the
post. that is"
He did not see the ready spirit Of
mischief that danced In her eyes. She