The San Juan islander. [volume] (Friday Harbor, Wash.) 1898-1914, 1908-08-15

nounce that gentleman on the pier
wanted to speak with "Mr. Constable's
friend" Breen set his coffee cup down
slowly, and his eyes met his hosts.
"Mr. Constable" he said, you have
under cover rather closely since our in
teresting meeting. There is no one in
New York whom care to see, but the
person out yonder feels differently to-
ward me. In fact, he is very much alb
sorbed In my movements. I happened to
step to the railing a few minutes before
breakfast, and caught his eye. The truth
is, If see him now, he will persuade
me to go with him, and would much
rather accompany you"
"What. would you adviser Constable
asked quickly.
with your interests at heart, I can
only advise you to bid me sood-by and
allow me to thank you for many genuine
courtesies. Perhaps you remember that
I offered to outline my past, and You de-
tered me for the time being"
Il want you to 60, of course. What II
the simplest way to manage this?''
"How soon do you sailT"
Constable went to the speaking tube
and called Captain Negley. A moment
later he turned to Breen with the in
formation that the Madame Ma Just
ready to clear, and would Be put OF a.
quietly and quickly a. possible The SER
want entered with the word that the Wis
itor insisted upon seeing "Mr. Constable's
friend"
There was passage OF bells from the
bridge to the engine room, and the Mad
anne came to life. Constable climbed to
the bridge. The stranger below ON the
pier was in furious state of mind. and
was trying to force his way aboard. 1t
was plain that Breen was badly wanted.
and equally plain to Constable that he
was running into the danger of entang-
ling himself in the meshes of the law
but he was stoutly disinclined to give up
an admirable companion for the voyage.
The progress of clearing went on quick
ly. The Madame's Prov was turned out
into the harbor, and the signal given to
free the aft cable.
At this point lhe insistent stranger
raised his voice and struggled with the
dockman to prevent him from slipping the
rope. Constable stepped to the railing of
the bridge and invoked the assistance Of
two men on the pier head.
Take that fellow in hand" he ordered.
He seems to be laboring under a delu-
sion. That's good, men r.
The stranger was overpowered, and the
cable cast off. Harsh fragments of speech
were carried upward, bat no sentences
that cohered sufficiently for Constable's
intelligence, until the very last, when, as
the ship swung free, he heard plainly:
I'll get you both. if have to follow
you around the world p
Il don't know but what you will the
man on the bridge muttered to himself
"You seem moved by rather emphatic
disposition"
paced the hurricane deck. His mind was
serene, and he was inclined to regard the
affair of the morning as far-off thing
which didn't signify. What had placed
Breen in the fugitive lists he did not
care to know. He was just enough not
to forget that there are regrettable trans-
actions in every mans pasta black bum
die Of perversities which some men desie-
nate their chamber Of horrors" and 9th
ers call their pet frailties." Constable
felt that he was called upon to Judge no
man. He liked Breen, and did not want
his liking altered, save for the better.
He could not Imagine Breen doing Z