Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1908-12-10

Is something very strange about It,"
"Oh. 7 knew he would follow us! But
did not tell him ! was coming here-l
hope you did not believe that OF me.
did not tell him any more than | told
you"
He laughed softly.
you did not need to tell me; I could
have found you anywhere In the world
Helen That man Donovan Ia watching
YOU Ike n hawk; but he's pretty good
fellow. with q Milcsan Joy in a row.
He's going to protect Miss Pat and you
II he dies at the business."
She shrugged her shoulders. and I saw
her dsdain Of me In her face. A pretty
conspiracy this was, and | seemed to be
only the crnmbled wrapping of pack OF
cards. with no part in the game.
Gillespie drew an envelope from his
pocket. held It to the white lantern for
an instant. then gave It to her
II tecgraphcd to Chicago for "A draft.
lie will have to leave here to get 1.-THE
bank AZ Annandale carries no such sum;
and 1t will be a means OF getting rid Of
him"
"Oh. only hope he will leavc-hc
must--he must" she cried
you must 20 back" he said THESE
matters will all come right In the end
Helen" he added kindly. There Is ono
thing do not understand"
"Oh there are many things I do not
understand"
The thing that troubles me is that
your father vas hero before you"
"No--that isn't possible; / can't believe
IT."
lie Ind engaged the Stiletto before
| You came to Annandale; ana while |
was tracing YOU across the country he
was already here somewhere. RE amuscs
| himself with the yacht"
"Yes, know; he is more Of menace
that way-always in our eight-always
where ! must him.
Her face. clearly lighted by the Ian
rerns. vas touched with anxiety and sor-
row. and | saw her. with that pretties'
gesture of womnns thousand graces-
the nimbe touch that makes sure no
errant bit OF hair has gone wandering
MT her hand TO her head for a moment
fhe emerald ring flashed in the lantern
light. recall a thought that occurred
to me there--that the widows peak, az
sharply marked in ner forehead. was
like tho 1nger-print OF some playful god
Sic turned to co. but lie caught her
hands.
"He'sn" he cried softly.
NO, Please don't"
She threw the nun, hood over he,
hend and walked rapidly mp the plcr
nnd stole AWAY through the garden
toward ST. Agatha's. Gillespie l,stenet
for her step to die away. then he .ighot
heavily and bent down to draw up his
canoe When ! touched him on thc
shoulder he rose and lifted the paddle
menating!y.
".th, so it's cur young and gifted 1risl
friend" he said, gr!nning. NO more
sprinting stunts for me, ! decline +,
run. The thought Of asparagus and pow
dered glass saddens me Look at thes
hands-these little hands still wrapped
In mystical white rags. have bled n
every pore to give you entertainment
and non ft's got to be twenty PAGES VIII
bird guns"
What mischief are you in now
demanded angriy. 81 thought I warne,
You, Gillespie I thought I even appealo,
to your chivalrv."
MY dear fellow ever thing ha
changed # a nuh IN distress appeals t.
me fer help, 7 am johnny on-,he-spo
FOR Mother Church"
rhat was not the Sister. It was Mis-
tlolbrook. saw her distinctly.
heard
by love. this is gallant Of you. Dono
van You are marvellous fellow"
4 have right to ask demand t
know what it was you gave the girl"
Matinee tickets--the American cir
without matinee tickets is lionel!
plead humping through the void"
You are n contemplate ass. You
conduct IL scoundrelly. If you want ::
see Miss Holbrook. why don't you go I
The house and call on her like n gentle
man? And as for her"
Yes: and as for her
! He stepped close to ma threateningIy
And as for her" he repeated
: AS for her she ma go too far
she Is not answerable to you. She
the finest girl in the world. and Il yo
Intimate
II intimate nothing But what I say
and heard Interested mo n good dea
Gillespie"
. about here at night. pryins into othe
II have pledged myself to care fo
2 Miss Pat"