Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1910-05-25
CHAPTER XxliI-Continued.

"Sho believes that I forged the Gil
lespie notes and ruined her father.
Henry has undoubtedly told her So"
Eyes; and he has used her to get
them away from young Gillespie.
There's no question about that. But
have the notes, and propose he'd
ing them for your protection. Put I
don't want to use them if I ca1 help
It,"
II appreciate what you arg doing for
me-" he said quietly, but his eyes were
still troubled and saw that he had
little faith in the outcome.
"Your sister is disposed to deal gen
erously with Henry. She does not
know where the dishonor lies"
"'We are all honorable men," he
replied bitterly, slowly pacing Che
floor. His sleeves were rolled away
from his sun-browned arms, his shirt
was open at the throat, and though he
wore the rough clothes of a mechanic
he looked more the artist at work in a
rural studio than the canoe-maker of
the Tippecanoe. He walked to win
dow and looked down for moment
upon the singing creek, then came
back to me and spoke in a different
tone.
II have given these years of my life
to protecting my brother, and they
must not be wasted. I have nothing
to say against him; I shall keep 81
lent
HE has forfeited every right. Now
is your time to punish him." I said;
but Arthur Holbrook only looked at
me pityingly.
Il don't want revenge, Mr.. Donovan,
but am almost in a mood for justice"
he said with a rueful smile; and just
then Rosalind entered the shop.
us my fate decided?" she de-
manded
The sight of her seemed to renew
the canoe-maker's distress, and I led
the way at once to the door. 1 think
that in spite of my efforts to be gay
and to carry the affair off lightly, we
all felt that the day was momentous.
"Whe4 shall I expect you back?"
asked Holbrook, when we had reached
the launch.
"Early tonight" 1 answered.
But if anything should happen
here?" The tears flashed in Rosalind's
eyes, and she chung moment to his
hand.
"He will hardly be troubled by day.
light, and this evening he can send
up rocket if any one molests him.
60 ahead, lima"
! AS we cleared Battle Orchard and
sped on toward Glenarm there was
sting in the wind, and Lake Annandale
had fretted itself into foam. We saw
tho Stiletto running prettily before
the wind along the Glenarm shore, and
I stopped the engine before crossing
hor wake and let the launch Jump the
waves. Helen would not, hoped, be-
lieve me capable of attempting to
palm off Rosalind on Miss Pat; and
had no wish to undeceive her. My pas
,senger had wrapped herself in my
macintosh and taken my cap, so that
at the distance at which we passed she
was not recognizable.
Sister Margaret was waiting for us
at the Glenarm pier. had been q lit
tie afraid Of Sister Margaret. It was
presuming good deal to take her into
the conspiracy, and stood by in ap-
prehension while she scrutinized Rosa
lind. She was clearly bewildered and
drew close to the girl, as Rosalind
threw off the wet nackint0ah and f11,no
down the dripping cap.
"Will she do, Sister Margaret"
Il believe she will: really believe
she will" And the sisters face bright
ened with relief. She had a color in
her face that had not seen before, as
the joy of the situation took hold of
her. She was. realized, woman
After all. and young woman at that,