The San Juan islander. [volume] (Friday Harbor, Wash.) 1898-1914, 1908-03-07

of color in her face. She could not speak
before me.
Lynn met her calm gaze with bent
brows, and turned again to the window,
Ticking his handkerchief from his side
insolent and offensive.
But in doing this he flicked little
pellet of paper out. It fell against my
toe, and quickly covered it with my
foot The next moment he thrust his
hand sharply in the pocket from which
he had fiicked out this pellet. then shook
his handkerchief and looked about the
floor at his feet.
What dreadful weather, Miss Dalrym-
ple," said l, setting down my glass.
Lynn Yeames went hastily from the
room, snatching his hat out Of Laure's
hand as he passed. picked up the pellet
of paper and slipped it into my waistcoat
pocket.
"Oh, Is this true, dear-is it trueY
cnied little Laure under her breath, a.
she joined Miss .Dalrymple. "Will he
send me away from you? Will he part
usY'
mo, my child" said 1, going up to
them. 'sTake this assurance from an old
man who loves you for your fathers sake,
and Nurse Gertrude for her own-you
shall not be parted.
left them. As passed through the
hall 1 caught sight Of Lynn Yeames on
the landing above with lighted candle,
looking about for the pellet Of paper I
was carrying away In my pocket
CHAPTER x.
have In my Office what l call my
handy drawer good large drawer
that slides easily and fastens with Q
patent key and divided into score of
compartments. In this l put away any
thing that think may come in handy
at some future time, and an alphabetical
index on side Of paper tells me at a
glance in which nest to find what want.
l recommend a drawer Of this kind to
any one Of a practical and methodical
turn of mind; he will have recourse to
it more frequently than he anticipates,
and find it occasionally Of inestimable
value.
Well, into this drawer, Nest Y, put
that pellet of paper after making care
full examination Of it, and indexed it
thus: "Yeames.-Pellet of paper jerked
out Of his pocket, day Of Flexmores
death, Dec. 10, 1855" I shall have
more to tell about this later on-a good
deal more.
In the evening of that day saw DIR.
Awdrey; he came to me with face as
long as a fiddle.
That's an unfortunate accident that
happened to you this afternoon" he said.
at might have been worse" said I,
feeling my nose. Il came plump down
on It. Wonder I didn't break It,"
I'm not speaking of that" said he, put
ting down his hat and seating himself.
"Oh, you're thinking Of your prop
erty." The poor old nag had put his
shoulder out and had to be killed, and
both shafts of the gig were smashed.
"Well, IL your old horse had not been
thrown down, you would have been thou
sands out Of pocket"
'You know what I mean; 1t is an I'M
fortunate accident that prevented your
arriving in time for Flexmore to sign the
new will as he wished"
There we differ. l do not regard the
accident as unfortunate from that point
of view"
"Well, what Is to be done about 1T The
old will is virtually revoked"
but actually it stands as good as ever
it was, and so it shall stand"
Surprising I refuse to accept the
guardianship of Flexmore's child?"
"You can't refuse. Common sense will
not let you; humanity will not let you
I will not let you. Have you seen Lynn
Yeames since his uncle's death?"
mo; he had left the house FIVE minutes
before l arrived. / hear he called at
my house, but came by the other road.
Since then have been unable to find him
anywhere"
That's a pity. should have liked
you to see him as saw him. He Is SO
confident of being his uncle's heir that
he has thrown OF all restraint, every pre-
tense of decency, and shows himself the
hectoring bully, the heartless rascal /
have always believed him to be-"
Impossible ~ he exclaimed, looking in
credulously at me, whom alone Of all men
he doubted and looked upon as misguid-
ed by prejudice.
II tell you it's fact. He was brutal
to little Laurie, and he insulted Miss Dali
rymple before my face. Why? Because,
now that he believes himself master Of
his uncle's fortune, he wishes to break OF
his engagement with her. He has no
more intention of marrying her now than
he had the first day he came to Coney-
ford"
Il can't understand you-a man 30
clear in judgment on most things
Get that nonsense out Of your head,
doctor. tell you that I am no more
prejudiced against him than am in
favor of you. He is a selfish, heartless
scoundrel."
You win never make me believe that
Of Lynn Yeames.v
He shall make you believe It OF him
self. Abstain from letting him know how
Flexmore's money II TO be disposed Of,
and watch him between now and the read
ing Of the will. He already talks Of send
ing the child away to q boarding school,
and, az tell you, reproved Mis- Dali
rymple before mo for being too sympa-
thetic and kind to her."
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