Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1907-01-04

clinglng to Mrs. Vanslttart Again.
the gossips were greatly concerned
about Enid. For a young woman "in
her position" to be engaged to an Off
Ger In the royal navy and admitted to
the sacred ranks Of the aristocracy
was a wonderful thing in itself. But
that she should be on open terms of
the greatest intimacy not alone with
the elderly Mr.. Trail, but with his
good looking nephew, even calling the
latter Charlie and treating him as a
near relative, was an amazing circum-
stance only surpassed by the compla-
cency with which Lady Margaret and
her son regarded 1t.
The actors In this comedy seemed to
be sublimely Indifferent to public opin-
ion. That was the worst Of 1t. Enid
was escorted about the town by each
and all Of the men Mt oil hours. Now
she was at the hospital cheering Bates
and Jackson or the injured people from
the wreck, now arranging for the de-
parture Of some Of the poorer sur
vivors when they were able to travel.
now fitting over to Narration to see
Jim Spence. and once actually visiting
Mr. Jones. the innkeeper.
At last a part of the secret eked out.
Enid went with her father to ask how
Mr.. Emmett, the sick chief officer. was
getting on. They found him smoking
in the front garden Of the house In
which Brand had lodged him.
He started when he saw them ap-
preaching, and his weather beaten face
wore the puzzled look with which he
regarded Enid one night on the light
house stairs.
Trail noticed the sailors covert
glances at Enid. SO he said:
by the way. Mr.. Emmett you were
on the Britannia when my wife and I,
her sister and two children came to
England before the Esmeralda was
lost?"
Eyes, sir" He paused.
During many an Atlantic crossing he
and Mr.. Trail had talked Of that last
Joyous journey when he, a boy who
had just Joined the service, sat Mt their
table, as was the custom Of junior Of
fcers In those years.
Mr.. Trail smiled. He knew what
was in the other mans mind.
do you see likeness In this young
lady to any one you have ever
known" he asked.
"Well. sir, hope 1t will not hurt
your feelings. and It's a good many
years ago now, but could have sworn
well, l must out with 1t. She Is the
living image Of your WIFE"
'Indeed that cannot hurt my feel
ings. as she Is her daughter"
"Her daughter! Your daughter
gasped Emmett.
A small serving maid with the ears
Of rabbit was listening spellbound at
the open window. Here indeed was a
choice tidbit for the milkman and the
postman and the butchers and gro
GERS boys. From this lower current
the stream Of talk flowed upward until
It reached the august drawing room of
Mrs. Taylor Smith.
She drove In frantic haste to Lady
Margarets villa and fred questions
broadside.
"Oh. yes" said Jacks mother suave-
~. 1T Is quite true. OF course I have
known 1t from the first. According to
present arrangements. the marriage
will take place in the spring. Ends
marriage settlement will be nearly a
quarter of q million"
Like most women, she loved that
word. A million, even In fractions, Is
% glib, yet 30 unattainable.
The only person who was slightly
dissatisfied with the progress Of events
was Pyne. Constance never appeared.
She shared with Mrs. Sheppard the
care of her mother. Enid, blithe and
guileless In the public eye. did the
housekeeping and represented the
household.
Brand, too, save for couple of WIS.,
its to the hotel. remained invisible. He
did not mention Mrs. Vansittart's
name. He was pale and worn, a man
at war with himself The young Phila-
delphian-for Pyne's family home was
in the Quaker City. though bis estate
lay principally In New York-was not
pleased by the slight signs perceptible
behind the screen of Brands reserve.
Constance takes after her father"
he told himself. There may be trou-
BILE about her mother. In the scurry I
may get left. l must think this out"
At last came a day Of warm sun
shine when Enid announced that the
invalid by the doctors orders was car
ried downstairs.
HAS Mr.. Brand seen her YETI" asked
Pyne.
NO" replied Enid, with a little
cloud on her fair face. He never men
lions her. And how we wish he would.
He Is suffering. but keeps silent, and
neither Constance nor I can make any
suggestion"
But what will be the outcome?"
"How can I tell? That night after
we left the hotel he told US the stery
of his married life. 1t did not seem to
be utterly impossible to straighten
matters, but we knew nothing Of her
career during SO many years. Was she
married again? l have asked my IA
Their. He believes she was, but Is not
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