Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1909-12-17

missing for a few hours. Whlle rldlhS
in q launch, the Italian sailor attempted
to modest the trio, but failed. MISS Fat
announced her intention of f1ghtlnS fienrg
Holbrook and not seeking another hldlng
place. Donovan met Helen in garden at
night.
CHAPTER VIII.-Continued.
can interest in geography, shall we
call it," she chaffed, gayly.
cor astronomy! We will assume
that we are both looking for the Little
Dipper."
Good" she returned on my own
note. between the affairs Of the Hol-
brooks and your evening Dipper hunt
you are a busy man, Mr.. Donovan"
81 am not half so busy as you are,
Miss Holbrook! 1t must tax you Sc
yereIy to maintain both sides of the
barricade at the same time" l ven
tured boldly.
That does require some ingenuity
she replied, musingly, but am a very
flexible character"
But what will bend will break-you
may carry the game too far"
ooh, are you tired of it already"
mot a bit of it; but | should like
to make this stipulation with you:
That as you and l seem to be pitted
gains each other in this little con-
test, we sha fight it all out behind
Miss Pats back. 1 prefer that she
shouldn't know what "a" and l hes
itated.
oh, give me a name, won't you"
she pleaded, mOckingly.
What a beautiful deceiver you
are!"
~"Splendid! We will agree that I am
a deceiver!"
IF it gives you pleasure! You are
welcome to all the JOY you can get out
of it,"
Please don't be bitter, Let us play
fair, and not stoop to abuse"
81 should think you would feel con-
trite enough after that ugly business
of this afternoon. You didn't appear
to be ever annoyed by that Italians
effort to smash the launch"
She was silent for an instant; 1
heard her breath come and go quickly;
when she responded with what seemed
a forced lightness:
You really think that was inspired
by she suddenly appeared at a
loss.
- iANiIN GD JOU III
we'll enough. And if Miss Pat should
be murdered through his enmity, don't
you see that your position in the mat
ter would be difficult to explain? Muir
der, my dear young woman is not
looked upon complacently, ever in this
remote corner of the world"
You seem given to the use of
strong language, Mr.. Donovan. Let us
drop the calling of names and consider
just where you put me-"
Il don't put you at all; you have
taken u own stand. But l will say
that was surprised, not to say
panied, to find that you played the
eavesdropper the very hour you came
to A~nnandale."
A moments silence; the water muir
INJURED in the reeds below; an owl
hooted in the Glenarm wood! a rest
less bird chirped from it's perch in a
maple overhead.
'Oh. to be sure!" she said at last.
you thought l was listening while
Aunt Pat unfolded the dark history OF
the HOlbrooks."
Il knew it. though l tried to be
lieve l was mistaken. But when l
saw you there on Tippecanoe creek,
meeting you father at the canoe-ma-
ker's house, 1 was astounded; did
not know that depravity could go so
far"
My poor, unhappy, unfortunate ia
Their" she said in a low voice; there
was almost a moan in it.
Il suppose you defend your conduct
on the ground of filial duty" 1 sug-
gested, finding it difficult to be severe.
why shouldn't l? Who are you to
judge our affairs? We are the unhap-
piest family that ever lived; but l
should like you to know that it was
not by my wish that you were brought
into our councils. There is more in
all this than ~appears;'
There is nothing in it but Miss Pat
security, her peace, her happi-
ness. l am pledged to her, and the
rest of you are nothing to me. But
you may tell your father that 1 have
been in rows before and that propose
to stand by the guns"
q shall deliver your message. Mr..
Donovan; and 1 give you my fathers
thanks for it," she Knocked.
Your father calls you R~osalind-
before strangers!" 1 remarked.
Yes. It's a fancy of his" she muir
INJURED, lingeringly. Sometimes it's
Viola, or Perdita. but. as l think of it,