The San Juan islander. [volume] (Friday Harbor, Wash.) 1898-1914, 1909-11-12


strangers again. 1t is awful to nave
no home. But with practice, with the
effort to seem brave, courage comes.
Taking some relic sewn up In a III
tie silk bag and hung round her neck
by a thin chain of Indian gold, she
kissed it lovingly and lay down to
rest.
For the next couple Of days Mrs. Sa-
VILE instituted a severe headache and
shut herself up with Miss Desmond IN
her own special morning room, leaving
her son and his guest to entertain
each other. The third day Hope went
out for a short stroll, as Mrs. Sav1lle
evidently did not want her company
in a visit she went to pay at the
Court
She had not gone far when she was
overtaken by George Lumley, who I'M
mediately began to condole with hel
on what he was pleased to term her
| false Imprisonment" She talked with
| him gayly enough, but always with
what he chose to term "a tinge OF IN
diligence" in her manner, and then
turned homeward sooner than she
would otherwise have done.
Il must bid you good-by. l am 60
ing back to my quarters this evening,
he said. But l shall be at the Court
next week. l do hope you'll come and
help us in those duets. Miss Dacre
has planned no end of practising.
Il shall be glad to help you If l
may"
How submissive you are! You must
have an awfully dull time of it,
Il do not feel dull. Mrs. Saville is
a very intelligent woman, and, as we
differ on every subject. we have abund-
ance of interesting conversation"
II should think So Do you ever con.
vert herr"
Il am afraid not; but l may make
a little impression; constant dropping,
you know, effects something. l want
to convert her to the belief that man
does not live by bread alone
Il see; that he wants the sugar
plums Of true love. How tame and
fiat live is without them! l think
understand; that jolly old boy Raw
son has put you here to be Hugh's ad.
vocate."
by no means He recommended me
as suitable person to act as reader
and amanuensis to your aunt, and
hope to do him credit"
do you know you puzzle me i'm
mensely?"
"A little mental exercise will do you
good"
Mental exercise! you give my mind
plenty to do. You are never out of
my thoughts"
"Good-morning, Captain Lumley,"
said Miss Desmond, with great com
posure Il shall go in by the side
door" And she turned down a mar
row path which led to private en-
trance at the foot of the stair com
municating with wing which con-
tanned Mrs Saville's rooms.
Lumley stood for a moment uncer-
tain what to do. He dared not follow
her, and he was reluctant to confess
himself checkmated. His generally
placid face grew set and stormy.
What a provoking woman! She
treats me as if i were a mere school
boy, whom she could play with in safe.
ty. 1t is no longer play to me; it
shall not be play to her. l never was
treated in this way before; and there
is an odd sort Of liking for me under it
all. What speaking eyes she has!
en-, but there's a sort of fascination
about her l will not let her foil me-
He walked rapidly away to the lonely
recesses of the wood, more disturbed
and resolute than he had ever felt in
| his self-indulged life.
The Sunday but one after this inter.
| view, Mr.. Rawson came down in time
for church. Mrs. Saville chose to stay
| at home. The service was short, for
the vicar dill not think |. necessary to
| give sermon every week. When 1t
was over, there was gathering Of
Deighbors, and greetings outside the
| porch.
Il wish you would come back to
luncheon, Miss Desmond" said Miss
Dacre. You might, as Mrs Saville Is
not here. Lord Everton came rather
unexpectedly last night, and l am sure
you would like him. He has been ask
ing if you are still alive"
Il am very sorry l cannot assure
him personally of my safety; but l
cannot absent myself in this uncere-
monious manner. Then l have my
friend Mr. Rawson here"
What a nuisance! / am coming
over after luncheon to ask for assist.
ance in getting up concert to collect
funds for a new school-house; SO, till
this afternoon, adieu." She stepped
into her pony-carriage, attended by
Richard Saville, and drove away
las we have plenty of time, I will
take you by little longer way back
Mr.. Rawson," said Hope
Il place myself in your hands, my
dear young lady" AS they started
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