Audubon Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Iowa) 1894-1925, 1907-10-03
CHAPTER xxvII.-contlnued.

Il neu tuey were Sileut anu ucdTu
him futilely striking a match, when
suddenly the lantern fell, its wires
rafting as it struck the ground, and
the two exclaimed with renewed mer-
riment upon their misfortune.
IF you will allow mel" called out.
fumbling In my pocket for my own
matchbox.
have sometimes thought that
there Is really some sort Of decent
courtesy to me. An old man caught In
q rough path that was none toe good
at best! 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 to the gate and our light went
out"
Miss Devereux," murmured.
have, hope, an icy tone for persons
who have incurred my displeasure,
and employed 1t then and there with,
no doubt, it's fullest value.
She and my grandfather were CROP
ing In the dark for the lost lantern,
and l. putting out my hand. touched
her ungloved' fingers.
Il beg your pardon" she murmured
frostily.
Then 1 found and grasped the Ian
tern.
zone moment" said. land I'll see
what's the trouble"
I thought my grandfather took It.,
but the fame 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 vio-
lets; and for a second l saw her face.
with smile quivering about her lips.
My grandfather was beating the
ground impatiently with his stick, urg-
ting us to leave the lantern and go on.
LET 1t alone" he said. "Ill go
down through the chapel; there's a
lantern in there somewhere"
"rm awfully sorry" she said. "but
/ recently lost my best lanterl!"
To be sure she had! / was angry
that she should SO brazenly recall the
Aight found her looking for Picker
fngs notes in the passage at the Door
of Bewilderment!
She had lifted the lantern now, and
I was striving to touch the wax taper
60 the wick, with imminent danger to
my bare fingers.
"They don't really light well when
he oh xxysth or
exasperating air of wisdom.
took it from her hand and shook
1t close to my ear.
Eyes; of course, it's empty" NUT
tered disdainfully, and threw 1t from
me.
ooh. Mr.. Glenarm!" she cried, turn
ing away toward my grandfather.
heard his stick beating the rough
path several yards away. He was
Fastening toward Glenarm House
Il think Mr.. Glenarm has gone
home"
"oh, that is too bad!" she ex
claimed.
Thank you! He's probably at the
chapel by this time. If you will per
NIT me-"
mot at ALL"
A man in the sixties should moi
tax his arteries too severely. l was
quite sure that my grandfather rar
up the chapel steps; could hear hi.
stick beating hurriedly on the stones
'Tf you wish to go farther"-I be
gan.
was indignant at my grandfather:
conduct; he had deliberately run off
leaving me alone with young woman
whom I had resolved never to SET
again.
THANK you; shall go back now.
was merely walking to the gate will
Mr.. Glenarm. 1t Is so fine to have hin
back again, so unbelievable"
1t was just such a polite murmur a!
one might employ in speaking to al
old foe at friends table.
She listened moment for his step
then, apparently satisfied,s turned bacl
toward st. Agatha's. I followed, un
certain, hesitating, marking her defin
ite onward fight. From the folds o
her cloak stole the faint perfume o
violets. The sight of her, the SCUM,
of her voice. combined to create-an'
to destroy!-a mood with every step
I was seeking some colorless thini
to say when she spoke over her shout
der:
"You are very kind. but am no
the least afraid, Mr.. Glenarm."'
"But there Is something wish I,
say to you. now that we have met.
should like"
She slackened her step.
Yes"
I am going away"
Yes; of course; you are goinI
away"
Her tone implied that this was some
thing that had been ordained from tn
beginning Of time. and did not mat
ter.
"And I wish to say word abou
AR. Pickering" I added.
She paused and faced me abruptls
We were at the edge OF the wood
and the school lay quite near. Sh
caught the cloak closer about her an
gave her head little toss / remeH
hered we'll, as a trick compelled b.
the vagaries Of woman's headdress.
II can't talk to you here. Mr.. Gler
arm: 1 had no intention of ever see
ing you again; but / must say this t
you"
Those notes of Pickering's-I shal
ask Mr.. Glenarm to give them to 20
AS a mark of esteem from me-"
She stepped backward as though
had struck her.
"You risked much for them-an
for him" went on.
''Mr Glenarm. have no intentio
OF discussing that, or any other ma