The Brownsville daily herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1897-1910, 1909-05-15
CHAPTER XIX.


I paced the breezy terrace at Gle1
arm, studying my problems. and stun
bling into new perplexities at ever
turn. Ny judgment has usually serve
me poorly in my Own affairs, which
have generally confided to Good Luc
that most amiable of goddesses; an
I glanced out upon the lake with som
notion, perhaps, Of seeing her fair
sail drifting toward me. But there, 1
my vexation, hung the Stiletto, scare
Iy moving in the INDECENT air OF noe
There was, I felt again, something 81 :
lister in the very whiteness OF il
pocket-handkerchief of canvas as
stole lazily before the wind. Did Mis-
Pat, in the school beyond the wall, sc
and understand, or was the yaefs
hanging there as a menace or stimuli
to Helen Holbrook, to keep her alet
in her fathers behalf?
There are ladies to see you. sir
announced the maid, and foun
Helen and Sister Margaret waiting
the library.
The sister. as though by prearrang
ment, went to the farther end Of To .
room and took up a book
q wish to see you alone" said He
en-, and I didn't want Aunt Pat t
know I came" and she glanced towar
Sister Margaret, whose brown hab
and nuns bonnet had merged into til
shadows Of a remote alcove.
The brim of Helen's white-plumeI
hat made little dusk about her eyed
Pink and white became her; she pu
aside her parasel and folded her VI
gloved hands, and then, as she spokas
her head went almost imperceptibly {.
one side, and 1 found myself bendin
forward as I studied the differenceI
between her and the girl on the Tippd'
canoe. Helen's lips were fuller an
ruddier, her eyes darker, her 1ashe|
longer But there was another diffe.
ence, too subtle for my powers o
analysis; something less obvious tina
the length of lash or the color of eyes
and I was not yet ready to give
name to it. OF one thing I was sureI
My pulses quiekened before her; and
her glance thrilled through me as Ros.
alind's had not
''Mr. Donovan, 1 have come to aI
peal to you to put an end to this mis'
cradle affair into which we hayI
brought you. My own position hal
grown too difficult, too equivocal, to b
borne any longer You saw FROM
my fathers conduct last night how
hopeless it is to try to reason will
him. He has broeded upon his troubled
until he is half mad. And l learned
from him what 1 had not dreamed OF
that my Uncle Arthur is here-herd
of all places. l suppose you know
that"
Yes; but it is a mere coincidence
It was a good hiding place for him, as
we'll as for u.s.
= 1T is very unfortunate for all OF u.
that he should be here, 1 had hoped
he would bury himself where he would
never be heard of again. she said
and anger burned for moment in her
face. IF he has any shame left,
should think he would leave here a
oncel"
It's to be remembered, Miss HoI
brook. that he came first; and l an
quite satisfied that your father sough9
him here before you and your aun'
came to AnnandaIe. 1t seems TO me
the equity lies with your uncle-the
creek as hiding place belongs to him
by right of discovery
She smiled ready agreement to this
and l felt that she had come to wiz
support for some plan of her own. She
had never been more amiable; certain
1y she had never been Iovelier.
You are quite right. We had all o.
us. better so and leave him in peace
What is it he does there-runs a ferry
or manages a boathouse9"
He is a canoe-maker," I said. dryly
with mere than local reputation"
Her tone changed at once.
I'm glad; I'm very glad he has es
capped from his old ways; for all oui
sakes. she added with a little sigh
Anu poor ftOSdnnd. lou may mol
know that he has a daughter. She is
about a year younger than l. She
must have had a sad time of it. was
named for her mother and she fol
mine. If you should meet her, Mr..
Donovan, wish you would tell her
how sorry 1 am not to be able to see
her But Aunt Pat must not know
that Uncle Arthur is here. 1 think
she has tried to forget him, and her
troubles with my father have effaced
everything else. 1 hope you viii man
age that, for me; that Aunt Pat shall
not know that Uncle Arthur and Rosa
lind are here. 1t could only distress
her. 1t would be opening book that
she believes closed forever"
Her solisitude for her aunt's peace
of mind, spoken with eyes averted and
in low tone, lacked nothing
Il have seen your cousin" l said !
saw har in foot fbiS morning -