Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1908-11-01


stand about that
A dark flush mounted into his face Il am very
glad you told me that he said, none too steadily
TIT wasn't the trick l minded,-that would have
been fair enough,-it that you let tell you
thing l wouldn't have wanted to have an enemy
know will you forgive me for having taken it the
Yes" She said simply
Then, feeling that in some electric way the simple
little word had expressed good deal, she tried to
assume a more commonplace manner That wind
out there seems to be growing madden every minute
she went / think / had better kget back to
the house while have the chance. Oh, you needn't
unless you like. shall get along perfectly well
alone.
She had brought her parasol from the of the
while she speaking, and engaged
in tying her veil in big bow tight under her chin
SMITH was just turning away from the barometer
on the wall when she completed this operation
and she look of gravity in his face. Yes,
he said I'VE had best lose time about it. l am
afraid we are in for big blow
She laughed. You not counting this big?"
No he said gravely, something very different
from this. We will go out the other door We might
have trouble getting this one shut. Oh shall get
down all right 1t is nothing much yet"
You needn't worry about me-, she said. 81 like
They went out the back door of the station, as he
had suggested, and circled the building on its shell
tered side.
Now for It'll" said he.
They struggled across the little plateau in silence
but at the farther side, just before the path began
to descend, they came to standstill. Chri stabel
facing the wind bending her weight against it.
puckered up her eyes and gazed out over the foam
s1nothered miles of
But Smith turned his back it and looked at the
girl her face flushed with the tinge of salt spray
it; at the little rnglets about her curled
tight with the moisture in them; at her proud young
body which was fairly thrilling with the zest of her
struggle with the gale
Suddenly her gaze focused itself That ship
must be coming in, she said, framing the words
with difficulty for the wind fairly blew them out of
her mouth.
He looked and nodded Its the Pheasant, l
She Immediately began making her way down the
path. In the comparative shelter of the hillside
conversation became possible again.
The girl had something to say; but 1t did not
come very easily Finally she stopped in the path
and faced him. If it is the Pheasant, and if it is
coming in here, what will happen to you?"
why, that will depend, he said, ION who hap
pens to be aboard her, and what that person hap
pens to be told when he comes ashore. l am not
very clear IN my own mind about it. | haven't had
it is well within the possibilities that should spend
the night in the guardhouse"
She walked on little farther, and then paused
again. " wish you wouldn't get arrested" she said
anxousy Why don't you"
Rum" he asked Hide in the cave somewhere?
Live sapodillas?"
Yes, She assented desperately, not to be laughed
Should you think any the of me- he
asked seriously " if they put in the guardhouse,
and if wasn't able to deny or to explain what was
put there for?"
"Of course not" she said. Il know what you
are That is what matters; not what you do
do you mean that, Chrstabe!
There no hesitation the word. He took
it, somehow, as though it belonged to him.
Her eyes widened little at it. She shlvered as
does with the shock of cold water in the morning;
but the glow came quickly after. She was glad he
had said it, half wished he would say it again.
Why she said, Il trust YOU just as trust father.