The Brownsville daily herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1897-1910, 1909-03-13
CHAPTER ~.
1 Explore Tlppecanoe Greek.

and then I sought the ladies, to make
sure that they had not been dis
turbed by my collision with Gillespie.
Miss Pat and Helen were in Sister
Theresa's pretty sitting room, through
whose windows the morning wind
Kew fresh and cool.
"This is a day for the openl You
must certainly venture forth" / be-
gan, cheerily. You see, Father
stoddard chose well; this is the most
peaceful place on the map. Let US
begin with drive at six, when the
sun is low; or, maybe. you would pre-
fer a little run in the launch"
They exchanged glances.
II think it would be all right, Aunt
Pat said Helen.
perhaps we should wait another
day. We must take no chances; the
relief Of being free is too blessed to
throw away. 1 really slept through
the night can't tell you what
boon that Isl"
why, Sister Margaret had to call
us both at eight" exclaimed Helen.
THAT is almost too wonderful for be-
Aef."
ooh. the nights here are tranquility
ITSELF Now, as to the drive"
Let us wait another day, Mr.. Dono-
van. I-feel that we must make assur-
ance doubly sure" said Miss Pat; and
this. of course, was final
1t was clear that the capture of Gill
lespie had not disturbed the slumbeT
of st. Agatha's. Ny conscience
pricked me trife at leaving them so
fgnorantly contented; but Gillespie's
appearance was hardly menace, and
though 1 had pledged myself to warn
Helen HoIbrook at the first sign of
trouble, determined to deal with him
on my own account. He was only an
Infatuated fool, and 1 was capable. /
hoped, Of disposing Of his case with
out taking any one into my conf
dence. But first it was my urgent
business to find him.
got out the launch and crossed the
lake to the summer colony and began
my search by asking for Gillespie at
the casino, but found that his name
was unknown. lounged about until
lunch time, visited the golf course
that lay on a bit of upland beyond the
cottages and watched the players I'm.
til satisfied that Gillespie was not
among them, then 1 went home for
luncheon
"A man with bandaged arms, and
clad in a dressing gown, cannot go
far without attracting attention; and
l was not in the least discouraged by
my fruitless search. / have spent
considerable part Of my life in the
engaging occupation of looking for
men who were hard to find, and as /
Smoked my cigar on the shady ter
race and waited for Lima to replenish
the launch's tank, felt confident that
before night / should have an UNDER
standing with Gillespie if he were still
IN the neighborhood of Annandale.
The midday was warm, but / cooled
my eyes on the deep shadows Of the
wood, through which at intervals ]
Jaw white sails flash on the lake All
bird-song was hushed, but a wood
pecker on a dead sycamore hammered
away for dear life. The bobbing Of
HE red head must have exercised
some hypnotic spell, for slept few
minutes, and dreamed that the wood
pecker had bored a hole in my fore
head. When l reused it was with a
start that sent my pipe Gathering to
the stone terrace floor. A man who
has ever camped or hunted or been
hunted-and | have known all three
xperiences-always scrutinizes the
horizons when he wakes, and l found
myself staring into the wood. AS my
eyes sought remembered landmarks
here and there, l saw man dressed
As a common sailor skulking toward
the boathouse several hundred yards
away. He was evidently following the
school wall to escape observation, and
rose and stepped closer to the bal
ustrade to watch his movements. In
g moment he came out into a little
open space wherein stood a stone
tower where water was stored for the
house, and he paused here and gazed
about him curiously. ] picked up q
fieId-glass from a little table near by
and caught sight of a swarthy foreign
face under soft felt hat He passed
the tower and walked on toward the
lake, and I dropped over the balus
trade and followed him.
The Japanese boy was still at worh
on the launch, and, hearing a step Oh
the pier planking, he glanced up, ther
rose and asked the stranger his bust
ness.
The man shook his head.
IF you have business it must be a
the house; the road is in the other di
rection," and lima pointed to the
wood, but the stranger remained
stubbornly on the edge of the pier.
now stepped out Of the wood AMI
walked down to the pier.
what do you want here7" l de
naanded, sharply.
The man touched his hat, smiled
and shook his head. The broad ham
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