Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1908-01-05
SUNDAY MAGAZINE FOR JANUARY S. 1908

ana she, as might De expected, responded to the
passionate chord which sounded this challenge to
fortune. She too forgot convention.
You have my prayers for your success, she
whispered. What is more, l believe in you, and
that is why am here now; for have come to ask
you, for my sake and the sake of one whom l love,
not to leave this ship until bid YOU
At other moment such request must have
had sinister sound. Coming them it seemed to be
direct Dicks excited appeal to the unseen
power that governs mems lives. He turned and
looked into her eyes. She to him that he
could the wondrous light shining in their lmpid
depths. He felt the fragrance of her presence, the
glow of her tender beauty, and she did not shrink
from HIM when he placed protecting hand on her
shoulder
You need no promise from me- Miss Fenshawe"
he said with labored utterance that was wholly un
accountable to him. Twice already have l refused
to leave you, though l have been summoned
England to resume an inheritance wrongfuly with
held. We are stubborn. Richards and We are
loyal too. 1t you, now believe, who snatched
from misery, almost from despair. Have
fear, therefore, that 1 shall desert you"
You have taken load from my heart, she
swered softly. You are the only man on board in
whom l have any real confidence. l fear that my
grandfather has been misled-wilfully and shame
fullvmisled but am unable to prevent it for lack of
proof. But tonight after dinner CHANGED
hear conversation with reference to you which
doubled the doubts have felt ever since this ex-
Baron Won Kerber distrusts you because you are
gentleman. He fears you will act if you have
to choose between his interests and your own honor
And to-day, since your letter arrived"
Yes, ma am they heard Captain Stump shout
from the bridge, Miss Fenshawe is forrard, with
Mr.. Royson. You'll find it very pretty sight goin'
through the canal on night like this
Mrs Haxton, hunting the ship for Irene, not
to speak of Royson and the girl herself when in
calmer mood, may have wondered why Stump
should trumpet forth his information as though he
wished all on board to hear it Perhaps it
Dick already well knew, that the stout skipper had
good eyesight as we'll as kind heart
why in the world did YOU hide yourself in this
part of the ship, Irene?' cried Mrs. HaXton adj
vancing with rapdity that was in marked contrast
to her usual languid movements. Il have been
searching for you everywhere
Il have hidden myself and you must have
missed rather large section out of your every
where" said the girl with GOODNESS that Royson
found admirable
But Mr.. Fenshawe wants YOU He has been
vanly awaiting his partner at the bridge table dur
ing the last twenty minutes"
Il should never have believed grandfather could
pleases and only bridge is vile! Let bring him
forth at once Good night, Mr. Royson. Thank you
much for nice talk l think l shall be able
to pass examination in the history and geography
of the Suez Canal
Dick lifted his cap, silently thanking Providence
that women were more adrolt than men. Mrs. HaX-
seemed to take notice of him. Indeed, she had
scarcely spoken to him since they met at Marseilles
and if he had been vain man such studied neglect
on the part OF pretty woman might have supplied
food for thought Yet it is possible that Mrs. Hax
ton herself would confess to certain chagrin if she
realized how small place she occupied his mind
he followed her along the deck. Irene fitted in
front, light llmbed and agile, humning gaiy
OF some song, but breaking off in the midst to ask
Captain Stump not to be very angry if she brought
party of invaders to his tiny domain. She was young
enough not to feel futtered by the knowledge that
Mrs. HaXton had broken in a somewhat dangerous
interchange of condolences. She knew that she
wanted friend, some one less opnionative than
Fenshawe, to whom she could appeal for help and
guidance when difficulties arose. Royson was al
ready hero in her eyes, and what natural
than that she should turn to him, especially under
Continued page II