The Irish standard., 1909-05-01

he's about due, from that telegram.
II Miss Pat won't soften her heart I'd
better buy him off," he added ref,ec-
lively.
We walked the long length of the
hall into the library, and had 1ust
lighted our cigars when the butler
sought me.
Beg pardon, the telephone, sir"
MY distrust OF the telephone Ia 80
deep seated that had forgotten the
existence Of the Instrument in Glen.
arm house. where. I now learned. IT
was tucked away in the buffers nan.
try for the convenience Of the house.
keeper In ordering supplies from the
village. After moments parley a
woman's voice addressed me distinctly
"A voice that at once arrested and
held all my thoughts. NY replies
were. fear. somewhat breathless and
wholly stupid.
"This is Rosalind: do you remember
me-"
Eyes; I remember; remember
nothing else!" declared. lima had
closed the door behind me, and was
alone with the voice-a voice that
spoke to me of the summer night, and
OF low winds murmuring across star.
nv waters.
II am going away. The Rosalind
you remember is going a long way
from the lake and you will never see
her again"
But you have an engagement;
when the new moon"
But the little feather Of the new
moon is under a cloud. and you cannot
see It; and Rosalind must always be
Helen now
But this won't do, Rosalind. Ours
was more than an engagement; It was
solemn compact" insisted
"oh. not so very solemn" she
laughed. And then you have the
other girl that isn't just me-the girl
Of the daylight, that YOU ride and sail
with and play tennis with"
ooh, l haven't her; don't want
her"
"Treacherous man! Volatile Irish.
mani"
Marvellous. adorable Rosalind!"
THAT will do. Mr.. Donovan"-and
then with quick change Of tone she
asked abruptly:
You are not afraid of trouble, are
you?"
II live for nothing else!"
you are not so pledged to the Me
you play tennis with that you cannot
serve Rosalind if she asks it?"
mo; you have only to ask. But l
must see you once more-as Rosa
lind!"
Stop being silly. and listen care
fully" And ] thought heard a sob
in the moments silence before she
spoke.
II want you to go. at once, to the
house of the boat-maker on Tippeca-
noe creek; go as fast as you CAM" she
implored.
ITO the house Of the man who calls
himself Hartridge, the canoe-maker, at
Red Gate?"
Eyes; you mast see that no harm
comes to him tonight
There was no mistaking now the
sobs that broke her sentences. and my
mind was so awhirl with questions
that stammered incoherently.
"Will you go-will you go?" she de.
manded in voice so low and broken
that I scarcely heard.
yes. at once" and the voice van
ished, and while I still stood staring
at the instrument the operator at An
Mandate hlandly asked me what number
wanted. The thread had snapped
and the spell was broken. I stared
helplessly at the thing OF wood and
wire for half minute; then the girls
appeal and my promise rose In my
mind distinct from all else. ! ordered
my horse before returning to the H.
brary. where Gillespie was cool1y turn
ing over the magazines on the table.
was still dazed, and something in my
appearance caused him to stare.
"Been seing ghost?" he asked.
"No; Just hearing one" replied.
had yet to offer some pretext for
leaving him. and as walked the
length Of the room he stined a yawn.
his eyes falling upon the line Of
French windows. spoke OF the heat
OF the night, but he did not answer.
and ! turned TO find his gaze fixed
upon one OF the open windows.
What is It. man." I demanded.
He crossed the room In a leap and
was out upon the terrace. peering
down upon the shrubbery beneath.
whats the row." demanded.
Didn't you see IT,"
mo"
"Then It wasn't anything. I thought
I saw the dago. n you must know.
He'll probably he around looking for
u.s."
"Humph, you're little nervous,
that's all. You'll stay here all night,
OF course?" ] asked, without, fear,
much enthusiasm.
He grinned.
Don't be so cordial! II you'll send
me into town I'll be off,
had just ordered the dog cart when
the butler appeared.