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pleased me.
"Ob, yes; there is a school--girls? p
yes: Mr.. Pickering mentioned It. But
the girls hardly paddle on the lake at
night, at this season-hunting ducks
should you say, Bates"
81 don't believe they do any shoot
ing, Mr. Glenarm. It's a pretty strict
school, Judge sir, from all accounts"
And the teachers-they are all
women"
They're the Sisters Of St Agatha,
believe they call them. I sometimes
see them walking abroad They're
very quiet reighbors, and they go away
in the summer usually. except Sister
Theresa. The schools her regular
home. sir. And there's the little
chapel just beyond the wall: the young
minister lives there; and the garden.
er's the only other man on the
grounds"
SHOW me my cell" said, rising,
land I'll go to bed"
He brought from somewhere q great
brass candelabrum that held a dozen
lights, and explained
This was Mr.. Glenarm's habit. He
always used this one to go to bed with.
I'm sure he'd wish YOU 20 have it. sir"
He led the way, holding the cluster
OF lights high for my guidance up the
broad stairway.
The hall above shared the generous
lines of the whole house, but the walls
were white and hard to the eye. Rough
planks had been laid down for a floor,
and beyond the light of the candles lay
dark region that gave out ghostly
echoes as the loose boards ratified I'M
der our feet.
81 hope you'll not be too much dis
appointed sir" said Bates, pausing a
moment before opening a door. IT'S
all quite unfinished, but comfortable, l
should say, quite comfortable
Open the door,
He was not my host and / did not
relish his apology. walked past him
into small sittingroom that was, in
way, miniature of the great library
lined the apartment to the ceiling on
every hand save where small fire.
place and cabinet broke the line Of
shelving. In the center Of the room
was a long table with writing mate
rails in nice order. | opened a hand
some case and found that 1t contained
a set Of draftsmans instruments.
| groaned aloud.
"Mr. Glenarm preferred this room
for working The instruments were
his very own, sir"
The devil they were," I exclaimed
irasclbly. | snatched a book from the
nearest shelf and threw it open on the
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! closed it with a slam.
The sleeping-room is beyond, sir.
hope"
Don't you hope any more"
growled; and it doesn't make any diff
ference whether I'm disappointed or
not"
Certainly not, sir" he replied in a
tone that made me ashamed Of my
anger.
The adjoining bedroom was small
and meagerly furnished. The walls
were unlimited and were relieved only
by prints Of the English cathedrals
French chateaux, and like suggestions
Of the best things known to architec
ture. The bed was of the commonest
iron type; and the other articles Of
furniture were chosen with strict re-
gard for utility, Ny trunks and bags
had been carried in. and Bates asked
from the door for my commands.
"Mr. Glenarm always breakfasted at
seven-thirty, sir, as near as he could
hit it without A timepiece; and he was
quite punctuai."
MY grandfather's breakfast hour
will suit me exactly, Bates
IF there's nothing further sir"
That's all;-and Bates"
Yes, Mr.. Glenarm.'
"Of course you understand that I
didn't really mean to imply that you
had fired that shot at me?'
Il beg you not to mention it, Mr..
Glenarm."
But 1t was a little queer. If you
should gain any light on the subject,
let me know"
Certainly, sir
And | believe. Bates. that we'd bet
ter keep the blinds down AZ night.
These duck hunters hereabouts are
apparently reckless. You might at
tend to them now,-and every evening
hereafter
He gravely babe me good night and
| followed HIM to the outer door and
watched his departing figure, lighted
by single candle that he had pro
duced from his pocket.
| stood for several minutes listening
TO his step, tracing II through the hall
below-as far as my knowledge of the
house would permit Then, in I'M
known regions, ! could hear the clos
ing Of doors and drawing of bolts.
Verify, my jailer was n person Of
painstaking habits.
| opened my travelling case and dis
tributed its contents on the dressing
table. | had carried through all my
adventures a folding leather photo
graph holder, containing portraits of
my father and mother and of John
/ Marshall Glenarm, my grandfather,
and this ! set up on the mantel in the
/ little S.tting-rOOm II was with a now