Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-05-12

Aynesworth turned away at last, and
! there. not many yards behind. apparently
watching them, stood the child. He waved
his hand and advanced toward her. Her
f saiy. were nAe' upon "'nsrave half fear
II am afraid of the ether gentleman" she
| whispered, as he reached her side. "Will
you come little way with me? 1 will
show you seagul's nest
They left Wingrave where he was and
| went hand in hand along the cliff side She
| was a curious mixture of shyness and
| courage. She talked very little. but she
gripped her companions fingers tightly.
| can snow YOU. she said, "where the
seagulls build. and can tell you the very
| spot In the sea where the sun goes down
| night after night. There are some baby
seaguils In one Of the nests. but daren't
| go very near, for the mother bird is so strong
Father used to say that when they have
their baby birds to look after they are as
fierce as eagles"
| your father used to walk with YOU
here, Juliet?" Aynesworth asked.
! Always till the last few months. when
| he got weaker and weaker" she answered,
since a,. then en- come every day alone"
She shook her head.
| "At first" she answered. mot now It
makes me unhappy. Wound you like to go
| down on the beach and look for shells? I
| can find you some very pretty ones"
| They clambered down. and wandered
| hand in hand by the seashore. She told
him quaint little stories of the smugglers.
1
| pie. Coming back along the sands, she
| chung to his arm and grew more silent. Her
eyes sought his every now and then, visit
f! fully. Presently she pointed out n tiny
whitewashed cottage. standing by itself on
/ a piece of waste ground. -'a1
! THAT is where / live now, at least for
day or two" she said. ''They cannot keep
me any longer When are you going away"
Very soon. l am afraid, little girl" he
answered. II will come and see you,
though, before ! co.
you promise" she said solemnly.
II promise" Aynesworth repeated.
! Then she held up her face, little tim
| idly, and he kissed her., Afterward he
| watched her turn with slow reluctant foot
! steps to the unpromisng abode which she
had pointed out. Aynesworth made his
way to the inn. cursing his impecuniosity
and Wingrave's brutal Indifference
| He found the latter busy writing letters.
! "Doing your work, Aynesworth?" he re-
marked coldy BE so good as to write to
Christies for me, and ask them to send
down valuer to go through the pictures"
You are really going to sell?" Agnes
| worth exclaimed.
''Most certainly" wingrave answered
'Heirlooms and family pictures are only
my line. and doubt whether even my law
yer could discover a next of kin for my
personal property. Sell! OF course I'm
going to sell! What use is all this boarded
| rubbish to me? / am going to turn 1t into
gold!"
"And what use is gold?' Aynesworth
asked curiously. You have plenty!'
mot enough for my purpose" Wingrave
declared. 1--WE are going to America to
make more"
Its vandalism" Aynesworth said. frank
vandalism! The place it is is picture.
The furniture and the house have grown
old together. Why, you might marry"
Wingrave scowled at the younger man
across the room.
'You are a fool Aynesworth," he said
shortly. take down these letters
After dinner Wingrave went out alone
Aynesworth followed him about an hour
later, when his work was done, and made
his way toward the vicarage 1t was barely
9 O'Clock, but the little house seemed al
| ready to be in darkness. He rang twice
| before anybody answered him. Then he
heard slow, shutting footsteps Within and q
tall, gaunt man, in clerical attire. and car
rying small lamp, opened the door.
Aynesworth made the usual apologies,
and was ushered into bare. gloomy look
ing apartment, which. from the fact of its
containing a writing table and a few books.
he imagined must be the study. His host
lneyer asked him to sit down. He was a
long. unkempt-looking man, with cold
rorbidding face. and his manner was the
| reverse of cordial.
81 have called to see you.'' Aynesworth
explained. with reference to one Of your
| parishioners-the daughter of your late or
ganist."
"Indeed.' the clergyman remarked SOL
EMMY.
II saw her today for the first time. and
have only just heard her story Aynes-
worth continued. ut seems to be very
| sad one.''
81 am. unfortunately. poor man..
Aynesworth continued, but have some
| friends who are we'll of, and 1 could lay
my hands upon a little ready money. l
should like to discuss the matter with YOU.
| and see II we cannot arrange something to
give her start in life.
The clergyman cleared his throat.
cit is quite unnecessary" he answered.
"a connection of her fathers has come
| forward at the last moment who is able to
do all that is required for her. Her future
Is provided for"
Aynesworth was little taken aback.
II am very glad to hear It," he declared.
II understood that she had neither friends
| nor relations"
You are misinformed," the other an
swered 'She has both"
"MayI ask who it Is who has turned up
so unexpectedly" Aynesworth inquired
81 have taken great fancy to the child"
The clergyman edged a little toward the
door and the GOODNESS of his manner was
unmistakable. -
II do not wish to seem dtscourteous." he
said, ''but cannot recognize that you nave
any right to ask me these questions. You
may accept my word that the child is to be
fttingly provided for
Aynesworth felt the color rising In his
cheeks.
81 trust" he said, that you do not
find my interest in her unwarrantable.
My visit to you Is simply matter OF
charity. my ala IS uHucSucu, SO uiuSh
the better. All the same. I should like
to know where she Is going, and who
her friends are"
81 do not find myself at liberty to af-
ford you any information" was the curt
reply.
Thereupon there was nothing left for
Aynesworth to do but to put on his hat
and walk out, which he did.
Wingrave met him in the hall on his
return.
where have you been?" he asked
a little sharply.
ION a private Grand" Aynesworth
answered, irritated by his words and
look. 49, --
you are my secretary Wingrave said
coldly. Il do not pay you to go about
executing private errands."
Aynesworth looked at him In surprise.
Did he really wish to quarrel?
II imagine SIR" he said, that my
time is my own when have no work of
yours ON hand. If you think other
He paused. and looked at his employer
significantly. -Wingrave turned on his
heel.
BE SO kind" he said. "as to settle
the bill here tonight. We leave by the
Z O'clock train in the morning"
Tomorrow" Aynesworth exclaimed.
Precisely"