The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1910-07-07
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matters of no moment. He stepped
for instance, near the bow of the beat
told the coxswain that he might allow
the men to land but that they must re-
main close to the beach and within
easy call and see that the boat was
properly secured. Then he turned and
walked slowly-singular how eager he
had been for that moment and how
tardy he was in availing himself OF
it when it came-toward the two who
stood silently watching a little dis
tance away.
He was dressed in a boating suit
of white and wore a white yachting
cap. He was distinctly good looking.
His repentance. his anxiety, his disap-
pointment had refined his face to a
certain degree and he was not an un-
worthy specimen of humanity in ap-
pearance. The man looked at him
with vivid curiosity and a sudden
sense of dismay to find the new conner
so worthy of respect on the ground of
appearance at least.
The glance that Langford gave the
man was at once casual and indiffer-
ent. His whole interest was centered
upon the woman. He found himself
trembling violently in spite of the
superhuman efforts he put forth at
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constraint indeed that enabled him to
approach her at all. AS he drew near
to her, he took off his cap, bowed to
her and strove to speak.
Katharine" he said at last hoarse-
ly, thank God that have found you!"
Woman" said the man by her side,
stepping swiftly forward and confront
ing Langford, who is this MANI"
His name" returned the woman
steadily, lis Valentine Arthur Lang
ford"
What did you do to her." asked the
man with the bluntest possible direct
ness, that she weeps at the thought of
you; that she is filled with horror as
you approach; that she looks at you
as she does now? l have never seen
that look upon her face since we have
been upon this island"
Langford turned and faced the man
as these singular queries were put to
him.
who is this man, Katharine?" he
asked, an angry flush in his face.
Il don't know for certain" the
woman answered, but think his
name is"
What has my name to do with it?"
interrupted the man persistently.
will you answer my questions?"
When 1 know who you are and by
what right you put them, I will de-
eide" was Langford's contemptuous
answer
The woman had never seen her CON-
panion in temper, but he was peril
ously near the breaking point now, and
Langford, although he realized it not,
had never been and would never be
in so much danger as at that instant.
A swift glance showed her the man
strung to the very outbreaking point.
The woman laid her hand upon his
arm, calming touch.
IN the world" she said, people are
presented to one another"
How she loathed Langford. She
thought for a moment that she had
only to say the word and her island
companion would tear him to pieces.
She wondered how far after all she
had succeeded in instilling into his
mind the restraints of civilization. She
began to see dimly that such an
achievement was beyond the power of
any single individual; that it had been
in the past and would always be in the
future the result Of the cooperation
and restraint of the many. Yet she
forced herself to speak evenly to the
visitor
Mr. Langford, believe this mans
name to be John Revell Charnock. l
believe him to be an American, a Vir-
ginian. l found him here upon the
island"
This matters nothing" said the is
lander, Il don't care what this mans
name is, or who he is. want to know
why he distresses you"
Sir" said Langford, wondering what
was the best tone to take with this
singular being, pray let us withdraw
yonder to the shade of the trees where
we can be more private"
The men in the boat who had scram-
bled out upon the sands had been