The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1907-04-13

soul. In any event liked the quality
of her note and was curious to know
why she sent for me; moreover, Ma.
rian Devereux was her niece and this
knowledge had changed my attitude
toward the institution beyond the
WALL
At four O'Clock I passed into st,
Agatha's territory and rang the bell at
the door of the building where l had
left Olivia the evening found her in
the chapel A Sister admitted me, led
the way to small reception room
where. imagined, the visiting parent
was received, ana left me. l felt
been summoned before a severe mas.
ter for discipline. l was idly beating
my hat with my gloves when quick
step sounded in the hall and instantly
brown-clad figure appeared in the
doorway.
1t was deep. rich voice, a voice Of
assurance, a voice, let me say, of the
world-the voice, too, l may add, of
woman who is likely to come to the
point without ado. The white band
at her forehead brought into relief
two wonderful gray eyes that were
alight with kindness. She surveyed
me moment, then her lips parted
with a smile.
This room is rather forbidding; II
you will come with me"
She turned with an air of authority
that was part Of her undeniable dis.
tinction, and l was seated a moment
later in pretty sitting room whose
windows gave view of the dark win
ter wood and frozen lake beyond.
I'm afraid. Mr.. Glenarm, that you
are not disposed to he neighborly, and
you must pardon me if seem to be
pursuing you"
Her smile. her voice, her manner
were charming. had pictured her a
sour old woman, who had hidden away
from world that had offered her no
pleasure.
The apologies must all be on nv
side, Sister Theresa. l have been
greatly occupied since coming here
distressed and perplexed, even"
Our young ladies treasure the illu.
sion that there are ghosts in your
house," she said, with smile that
disposed of the matter.
She folded her slim white hands
and spoke with simple directness
fMr. Glenarm, there is something
wish to ask you. but can say it only
if we are to be friends. I have feared
you might look upon us here as enc
mics"
THAT is a strong word" replied
evasively.
Let me say to you that hope very
much that nothing will prevent your
inheriting all that Mr.. Glenarm wished
you to have from him"
THANK you: that is both kind and
generous" | said with no little sur
prise.
Not in the least should be dis
loyal to your grandfather, who was
my friend and the friend of my family
If did not feel kindly toward you and
wish you we'll. And I must say for
my niece"
Miss Devereux found certain
pleasure in pronouncing her name.
Miss Devereux is very greatly dis
turbed over the good intentions Of
your grandfather in placing her name
in his will. You can doubtless under
stand how uncomfortable person Of
any sensibility would be under the cir
I'm sorry you have never
met her. She is a very charming
young lady whose happiness does not,
I may say, depend on other peoples
money"
She had never told. then! smiled
at the recollection of our interviews.
II am sure that is true, Sister The
resa"
Now, wish to speak to you about
a matter of some delicacy. 1t Is, UNI
derstand perfectly, no business of
mine how much of fortune Mr.. Glen
arm left But this matter has been
brought to my attention in disagree
able way. Your grandfather estab-
uSneQ InlS SCnOOl; he gave mOSL OIL
the money for these buildings. l had
other friends who offered to contribute
but he insisted on doing it all. But
now Mr. Pickering takes the ground
that the money-or part Of 1t, at least
was only a loan"
yes; ! understand"
"Mr. Pickering tells me that he has
no alternative in the matter; that the
law requires him to collect this money
as debt due the estate.
THAT is undoubtedly true. as gen
eral proposition. He told me in New
York that he had claim against you
for $4,000"
Eyes, that is the amount wish to
say to you. Mr.. Glenarm, that if 1t is
necessary. can pay that amount"
pray do not trouble about it, Sis,
ter Theresa. There are good many
things about my grandfather's affairs
that I don't understand, but I'm not
going to see an old friend of his swim
died THERE'S moro in all this than,