Waterbury evening Democrat., 1907-01-22
CHAPTER V. A Red Tam.o'Shanter.

CHAPTERV.
 A Red Tam-o' 'shanter.
 looked out on the bright October morning with renewed sense of isola- tion. Trees crowded about my win dows many of them still wearing their festal colors, scarlet and brown and gold, with the bright green of some stubborn companion standing out here and there with startling vividness. I put on an old corduroy outing suit and hAavy shoes, ready for a tramp abroad and went below.
 The great library seemed larger than ever when beheld 1t in the morning light opened one of the French windows and stepped out on stone terrace, where gained a fair view of the exterior of the house. which proved eo be modified Tudor, with battle ments and two towers. One of the lat ter was only half-finished, and to it and to other parts of the house the workmen's scaffolding still clung. Heaps of stone and piles of lumber were scattered about Tn great disorder. The house extended partly along the edge of a ravine, through which a slender creek ran toward the lake. The terrace became broad balcony immediately outside the library, and beneath it the water bubbled pleasant ly around heavy stone pillars. Two pretty rustic bridges spanned the ravine, one near the front entrance, the other at the rear. My grandfather had projected his house on generous plan, but buried as it was among the trees. it suffered the lack of perspec- tive. However, on one side toward the lake was a fair meadow, broken by a water-tower, and just beyond the west dividing wall saw little chapel: and still farther, in the same direction, the outlines of the buildings of St. lAgatha's were vaguely perceptible in another strip of woodland.
 The thought of gentle nuns and schoolgirls as neighbors amused me. All asked was that they should keep to their own side of the wall
 heard behind me the careful step of Bates.
 Good morning, Mir. Glenarm. trust you rested quite we'll, sir"
 Ills figure was as austere, his tone as respectful and colorless as by night. The morning light gave him pallid cast. He suffered my examination coolly enough; his eyes were, indeed, the best thing about him.
 You may breakfast when you like, sir,'-and thus admonished went into the refectory.
 A newspaper lay at my plate; it was the mornings issue of Chicago daily. l was, then. not wholly out of the world, reflected, scanning the head. lines.
 Bates had placed me so that I faced the windows, an attention to my com fort and safety that I appreciated. The broken pane told the tale of the shot that had so narrowly missed me the night before.
 I'll repair that to-day, sir" Bates remarked, seeing my eyes upon the window
 You know that I'm to spend a year on this place: assume that you are acquainted with the circumstances" I said, feeling it wise that we should understand each other.
 Quite so, Mir. Glenarm."
 I'm student, you know, and all I want is to be let alone"
 This I threw in to reassure myself rather than for his information. It was just as we'll, reflected, to assert . little authority. even though the fel. low undoubtedly represented Picker. ing and received orders from him.
 Tn day or two. or as soon as have got used to the place, shall set tie down to work in the library. You may give me breakfast at seven-thirty; luncheon at one.thirty and dinner at seven."
 Those were my late masters hours, cir"
 Very we'll. And I'll eat anything you please. except mutton broth, meat pie and canned strawberries. Straw berries in tins, Bates. are not well cal culated to lift the spirit of man."
 T quite agree with you, sir. if you will pardon my opinion"
 And the bills"
 They are provided for by MT. Pick. ering. He sends me an allowance for the household expenses"
 So you are to report to him. are you, as heretofore?" blew out a match with which I had lighted a cigar and watched the smok- ing end Intently. T believe that's the idea, sir It is not pleasant to be under com pulsion,-to feel your freedom cur tailed. to be conscious of espionage. l arose without a word and went into the hall You may like to have the keys" said Bates. following me. There's two for the gates in the outer wall and one for the St. Agatha's gate; they're marked, as you see. And here's the hall door key and the boat house key that you asked for last night" After an hour spent in unpacking went out into the grounds. thought it we'll to wire Pickering of my arrival, and I set out for Annsndale to send him telegram. I found the gate through winch we had entered the grounds the night be- 1 fore without difficulty. and started oil l in an amiable state of mind. My per