The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1909-04-17
CHAPTER X,
The Flutter Of Handkerchief.

| and the other ladies of her house
would not take breakfast with me at
nine; and she replied. on her quaint
visiting card, in an oldfashioned hand,
that she and Helen would be glad to
come, but that Sister Margaret begged
to be excused. IT had been in my
mind from the first to ask them to
dine at Glenarm, and now I wished
to see this girl, to test, weigh, study
her, as soon as possible after her
meeting with Gillespie. I wished to
see how she would hear herself before
her aunt and me with that dark trans
action on her conscience.
Breakfast seems to be, in common
experience. the most difficult meal of
the day, and yet that hour hangs in
memory still as one of the brightest I
ever spent. The table was set on the
terrace, and its white napery. the best
Glenarm silver and crystal, and bowl
of red roses still dewy from the night,
all blended coolly with the morning.
AS the strawberries We're passed felt
that the little, table had brought us
together in new intimacy It was de-
lightful to sit face to face with Miss
Pat, and not less agreeable to have
at my right hand this bewilderfug
girl, whose eyes laughed at me when
J. sought shame in their depths Miss
Pat poured the coffee. and when
took my cup felt that it carried
benediction with H. I was glad to
see her SO, at peace with the world,
h1r ~
have sworn, than the roses before her.
~ shall refuse to leave when my
time is up" she declared "Do you
think you could spend a winter here,
Helen?"
II should love IT," the girl replied.
ut would be perfectly splendid to
watch the seasons march across the
lake. We can both enroll ourselves at
st. Agatha's as postgraduate students,
and take special course in weather
here" ~
IF didn't sometimes hear trains
passing Annandale in the night, I
should forget that there's great busy
world of there somewhere" said Miss
Pat. II am ashamed of myself for
having been so long discovering this
spot. Except one journey to Califor-
MIA, was never west of Philadelphia
until came here"
Helen stood by the line Of scarlet
geraniums that marked the balustrade,
at a point whence the best view of the
lake was obtainable-her hands
clasped behind her, her head turned
slightly.
There is no one quite like herl"
exclaimed Miss Pat.y
"She is beautiful!"5I acquiesced.
Miss Pat talked !, on quickly, an
though our silence might cause Helen
to turn and thus deprive us of the
picture.
Should you like to look over the
house?" I asked a little later. when.
Helen had come hack to the table ut
is said to be one Of the finest houses
in interior America, and there are
some good pictures"
I'VE should he very glad" said Miss
Pat; and Helen murmured assent.
But we must not stay too long.
Aunt Pat. Mr.. Donovan has his own
|
ty too far
"And we are going to send some let
tiers off to-day. II 1t isn't asking too
much, should like to drive to the
village later" said Miss Pat.
Eyes; and should like a paper OF
pins and new magazine" said Helen,
a little, very little eagerness in her
tone
Certainly. The stable is at your
disposal, and our entire marine"
But we must see the Glenarm pic
lures FIRST" said Miss Pat. and we
went at once into the great cool house,
coming at last to the gallery on the
third floor @a nj
whistler Miss Pat exclaimed in
delight before the famous Lady in
the Gray Cloak II thought that pic
ture was owned IN England"
ut was; but old Mr.. Glenarm had
to have 1t. That MISSIONER is sup
posed to be in Paris, but you see it's
here"
Its wonderful" said Miss Pat She
returned to the Whistler and studied
It with rapt attention, and stood by
enjoying her pleasure. Helen had
passed on while Miss Pat hung upon
the Whistler.
How beautifully those draperies
are suggested, Helen. That is one of
the best Of all his things"
But Helen was not beside her, as
she had thought. There were several
recesses in the room. and thought
the girl had stepped into one Of these,
but Just then saw her shadow out
side.
Miss Holbrook 10 on the balcony"
/ said.
ooh. very we'll. We must co." she
replied. quietly. but fingered before the
picture.
I left Miss Pat and crossed the room
to the balcony. As approached one
Of the doors saw Helen. standing
tiptoe for greater height. slowly raise
and lower her handkerchief thrice, as
though signaling to some one on the