The Rich Hill tribune. (Rich Hill, Mo.) 1903-1911, 1907-10-03

cHAPTER xxvII.-centInued.

Then they were silent and l heard
him fuhlely striking 4 match. when
suddenly the lantern fell, it's wires
rafting as II struck the ground, and
the two exclaimed with renewed mer-
riment upon their misfortune.
IF you viii allow mel" / called out,
fumbling in my pocket for my own
matchbox.
I have sometimes thought that
there Is really some sort Of decent
courtesy 10 me. An old mar caught IN
a rough path that wal none too good
at bestl And a girl. even though my
enemy But these were not, ] fancy,
the reflections that crossed my mind
at the moment
"Ah. it's Jack," exclaimed my grand
father. Marian was showing me the
the way 20 the gate and a light went
out"
Miss Devereux," I murmured. /
have. I hope, an icy o n for persons
who have incurred my dispieasure.
and I employed It then and there with,
no doubt its fullest value.
She and my grandfather were crop
ing IN the dark for the lost lantern.
and ]. putting out my hand. touched
her ungloved fingers.
Il beg your pardon" she murmured
frostily.
Then I found and grasped the Ian
tern.
"one moment ] said. "and I'll see
what's the trouble"
I thought my grandfather took II,
but the flame Of my wax match showed
her fingers clasping the wire frame.
The cloak slipped away. showing her
arms soft curve. the blue and white
OF her bodice. the purple blur OF VIC
lets: and for a second ! saw her face.
with a smile %quivering about her lips.
Ny grandfather was beating the
ground impatiently with his stick. urg-
ing US to leave the lantern and so IN.
Let It alone" he said. "Tn go
down through the chapel; there's a
lantern in there somewhere"
I'm awfuily sorry" she said. but
I recently lost my best lanternl"
To be sure she hadi ! was angry
that she should so brazenly recall the
might / found her looking for Picker,
ing's notes in the passage at the Door
of Bewliderment!
She had lifted the lantern now. and
I was striving to touch the wax taper
70 the wick. with imminent danger 20
my bare fingers.
They don't really light wen when
the oils out, she observed. with an
,-u-.m-mWEun uFa - ~HrHaw.
! took 1t from her hand and shook
It close Il my ear.
Eyes; OF course, it's empty" 1 NUT
tered disdainfully. and threw It from
me.
"oh. Mr. Glenarml" she cried, turn
ing away toward my grandfather.
I heard his stick beating the rough
path several yards away. He was
Fastening toward Glenarm House.
Z think Mr.. Glenarm has gone
home"
"oh. that IS too badl" she ez
claimed.
Thank youl He's probably at tn,
chapel by this time. II you VIII per
init me-
mot at aui"
A man Ia the sixties should no.
tax MS arteries too severely. I wal
quite sur that my grandfather rag
up the chapel steps; / could hear hl.
stick beating hurriedly on the stoned
IT you wish 20 go farther be
gan.
/ was Indignant at my grandfather
conduct; he had deliberately run on
leaving me alone with a young woman
whom / had resolved never 10 go,
again.
Thank you; I shall go back now.
was merely walking to the gate wiu
Mr.. Glenarm. 1t is 80 nne 10 have hin
back again. 80 unbelievable"
It was just such a polite murmur a
one might employ I'm speaking 70 Al
old foe az a friends table.
She listened a moment for his step
then, apparently satisfied. turned bacI
toward ST. Agatha's. / followed, IN
certain, ~hesitating, marking her defr
ate onward eight. From the folds d
her cloak stole the faint perfume o
vioiets. The sight OF her. the SCUM
Of her voice. combined to create-an.
20 destroyf-a mood with every stef
was seeking some colorlesB thin
20 say when she spoke over her shou.
der;
you are very kind, but / am no
the least afraid. Mr.. Gienarm."
"But there Is something ! wish :
say 10 you. now that We have met.
should like"
She ~slackoned her step
Yes"
n an going away"
eyes; Of course you are goin.
away"
Her tone implied that this was SONS
thing that had been ordained from n
beginning Of time, and aid not ma
aer.
sAnd / wish 20 say q word ab0u
Mr. Pickering" / added.
ga. ..aannI naI fnrHH Iur uUTuuII