The Irish standard., 1907-04-06

I'm grateful for your care Of me.
Bates. I had expected to perish of
discomfort out here, but you are treat.
ins me like lord"
Thank you, Mr.. Glenarm. do
what can, SIR
He brought fresh candles for the
& table candelabra, going about with his
accustomed noiseless step. I felt a
cold chill creep down my spine as he
passed behind me on these errands.
His transition from the role Of con-
spirator to that of my fawless serv-
ant was almost too abrupt
e. dismissed him as quickly as possi-
BILE. and listened to his step through
the halls as he went about locking the
.doors. The locking-up process had
rather bored me before; tonight lis
tened with interest for every sound
When heard Bates clumbing to mis-
own quarters I quietly went the
rounds Of my own account and found
everything as tight as a drum.
I was tired enough to sleep when
went to my room, and after an event
less night woke to a clear day and
skeener air.
I'm going to take little run into
the village. Bates" remarked at
breakfast
Very good, sir"
IF any should call I'll be back in
an hour or So"
Eyes, SIR"
really had an errand in the village.
] wished to visit the hardware store
and buy some cartridges. but Picker
ing's presence in the community was
q disturbing factor in my mind. had
resolved to get sight of him-to meet
him. If possible. and see how man
: In the light of day.
/ AS left the grounds and gained
rthe highway Stoddard fell in with me.
A "Well, Mr. Glenarm, I'm glad to see
you abroad SC early. With that H.
;brary of yours the temptation must
be strong to stay within doors. But
u mans got to subject himself to the
..sun and wind. Even a good wetting
now and then is salutary."
q, Il try to get out every day." I an
swered. But I've chiefly limited my
self to my own grounds"
An ancient omnibus, filled with
young women passed at gallop,
bound for the station, and we took off
our hats.
Christmas holidays" explained the
chaplain. Practically all the students
10 home"
Lucky kids, to have homes with
Christmas trees. envy them"
2 II suppose. Mr.. Pickering got away
last night?" he observed, and my
pulse quickened at the name
Il haven't seen him yet" I an
swered.
"Then of course he hasn't gone!"
and these words, uttered in the big
clergyman's deep tones, seemed Who'll
ly plausible. There was, to be sure,
nothing so unlikely as that Arthur
Pickering, executor of my grandfath-
er's estate, would come to Glenarm
without seeing me.
Sister Theresa told me this morn
Ing he was there. He called on her.
and Miss Devereux last night I
haven't seen him myself l thought
possibly I might run into him in the
village. His cars very likely on the
station switch"
4. "No doubt we shall find him there"
answered easily.
Y The Annandale station presented
an appearance Of unusual gaiety when
4swe reached the main street Of the
Village. There, to be sure, lay the
private car in the siding, and on the
platform was group of 20 or more
f girls, with several OF the brown-habit-
led Sisters of st. Agatha. There was
.something little foreign in the pic
,rure; the girls in their bright cclors
4 talking gaily. the Sisters in their SOM
ber garb lowering about, suggesting
France or Italy rather than Indiana.
~ We stepped upon the platform. The
{ private car lay on the opposite side
of the station, having been switched
Into siding of the east and west
sroad. Pickering was certainly get
Ifing on. There is something wholly
h regal in a private car. Any one may
UO1SL q CdLUOdI dlu Gall IL a yaC1Cs
but there is no known substitution for
I private car. AS lounged across
Il the platform with Stoddard, Pickering
came out into the vestibule of his car,
# followed by two ladies and an elderly
gentleman. They all descended and
began q promenade on the plank
walk.
8sf 8f Pickering saw me an instant later
and hurried up with outstretched
hand.
ss This is indeed good fortune! We
II dropped of here last night rather un-
.Seexpectedly to rest hot box and
s.should have been picked up by the
early express for Chicago; but there
was miscarriage of orders some
where and we now have to wait for
II the nine o'clock. and it's late. II I'd
II known how much behind it was |
n should have run out to see you. How
S are things going?"