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And Morgan, your friend, what
about him.
II wish knew, sir"
II wish to the devil you did" and I
flung out of the room and into the II.
brary.
At IL O'Clock l heard pounding
at the great front door and Bates came
to announce a caller, who was now
stamping the snow from his shoes
audibly in the outer hall.
The Reverend Paul Stoddard, SIR"
The chaplain Of st. Agatha's was q
big fellow. as I had remarked on the
occasion of his interview with Olivia
Gladys Armstrong by the wall. His
light brown hair was closo.cut; his
smooth shaven face was bright with
the freshness OF youth. Here was a
sturdy young apostle without frills,
but with a vigorous grip that left my
hand tingling. His voice was deep
and musical--a voice that suggested
sincerity and inspired confidence.
I'm afraid I haven't been neigh
borly. Mr.. Glenarm. was called
away from home a few days ago after
l heard Of your arrival, and l have
Just got back l blew in yesterday
with the snow storm"
He folded his arms easily and
looked at me with cheerful drectness,
as though politely specializing as to
what manner of man might be.
1T was fine storm: I got great
H., 80 4 7 sn,I To-
snow storm Is something have neve.
experienced before"
This is my second winter | came
out here because wished to do some
reading and thought I'd rather do It
alone in a university
"Studious habits are rather forced
ON one out here, should say In my
own case my course OF reading is all
cut out for me-"
THE Glenarm collection ia famous
the best In the country, easily. Mr.
Glenarm, your. grandfather was GER
tainly an enthusiast. I met him SOW
eral times, though he was trifle hard
to mest!"-and the clergyman smiled.
My grandfather had his whims;
but he was fine, generous-hearted
old gentleman" said.
You haven't been on our side Of
the wall yet? Well, promise not to
modest your hidden treasure il you'll
be neighbcrly," and he laughed mer-
rtly.
II fear there's a big joke involved in
the hidden treasure l replied. I'm
30 busy staying at home to guard 1t
that have no time for social recrea
ton"
He looked at me quickly to see
whether | was joking. His eyes were
steady and earnest, The Reverend
Paul Stoddard impressed me more and
more agreeably. There was a sugges
ton of quiet strength about him that
drew me to him.
Il suppose every one about here
thinks of nothing but that I'm at Glen
arm to earn my inheritance My resi-
dence here must look pretty sordid
from the outside
MIR. Glenarm's will is a matter Of
record in the county, of course. But
you are too hard on yourself. It's no
bodys business If your grandfather
wished to visit his whims on you.
should say. in my own case, that
don't consider 1t any of my business
what you are here for. | didn't come
over to annoy you or to pry into youl
affairs. get lonely now and ther
and thought I'd like to establish neigh
borly relations"
Thank you: I appreciate your com
ing very much, and my heart warm
ed under the manifest kindness of the
man.
And hope"-he spoke for the frs,
time with restraint-"I hope nothing
will prevent your knowing Sister
Theresa and Miss Devereux The,
are interesting and charming-the
only women about here of your OWE
social status"
My liking for him abated slightly
He might be a detective, represent
ing the alternative heir. for all knew
and possibly Sister Theresa was 9
party to the conspiracy to drive me
away
In time, no doubt, in time, l shall
know them" answered evasively.
oh, quite as you like!"-and he
changed the subject We talked o.
many things-of outdoor sports, witt
which he showed great familiarity, O
universities. Of travel and adventure
Columbia was his alma mater, but h,
had spent two years at Oxford.
Well" he exclaimed, this ha,
boon very pleasant. but must run.
have just been over to see Morgan
the caretaker, at the resort village
The poor fellow accidentally shot him
self yesterday cleaning his gun o.
something OF that sort. and he has az
ugly hole In his arm that will shu
him up for month or worse. H,
gave me an errand to do for him. He
a conscientious fellow and wished m,
to wire for him to Mr.. Pickecing tina
he'd been hurt. but was attending I,
his duties. Pickering owns a hous,
at the farther end of the colony ant
Morgan has charge Of It. You know
Pickering. Of course?"
l looked my clerical neighbo
straight IN the eye, a trife colby, Dor
haps. l WAS wondering why Morgan
with whom l had enjoyed a duel In m,
own cellar only a few hours before
should be reporting his injury to Al