Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-03-13

could not undertake that quest with any hope
of success unless was physically fit.
had not divulged my intention to anyone.
nor did mean to do SO if | could avoid it. Ger
tainly would not allow Mary even to suspect
my purpose. At present l could make
plans. except that of course / should have to
turn to Russia under an assumed name, and as
a further precaution | took advantage of my
illness to grow beard and mustache. They
had already got beyond the stubby and dis
reputable stage, and changed my appearance
marvelously.
Mary objected strenuously to the innovation.
and declared it made me look like middle
aged foreigner which precisely the elect
hoped for. though, naturally, didn't let her
know that
In any other circumstances | should have
thoroughly enjoyed my stay with her and Jim
at the cottage, quaint old fashioned place.
with beautiful garden, sloping down to the
edge of the cliffs, where | was content to sit for
hours watching the sea-calm and sapphire
blue in these August days-and striving to pos
sess my soul in patience. In a way did enjoy
the peace and quietude, the pure, delicious air.
for they were means to the ends had in view
my speedy recovery, and the beginning of the
quest which must start soon as possible.
WE were sitting in the garden now. Mary and
- | alone for once, for i'm was off to the
golf links
| had known all along of course that she
was fretting about Anne: but had managed
hitherto to avoid any discussion of her silence.
which. though more mysterious to Mary than
to me, not less distressing And | hoped
fervently that she wouldn t resume the subject.
She didn't: for, to my immense relief, as
sat staring at the fuchsia hedge that screened
the approach to the house, | saw black cleri
cal hat bobbing along. and got glimpse of a
red face.
There's parson coming here" remarked
namely. and Mary started up, hopping her
ey Vv1fh her
Goodness 1t must be the vicar coming to
CALL heard he was back.-and I'm such a
fright Talk to him, Maurice and say Ill be
down directly" She disappeared within the
house just as the old fashioned doorbel changed
generously.
A few seconds later a trim maid servant
that same tall parlor maid who had once before
come OPPORTUNITY on the scene-tripped out.
conduct ting handsome old man. whom she an
nounced as The Rev. George Treherne."
| rose to greet him, of course. I'm very
glad to see you, Mr.. Treherne. said. and he
could not know how exceptionally truthful the
conventional words were. " must introduce
myself-Maurice WYNN NV cousin. Mrs. Cay
ley, will be down directly Jim. Mr.. Cayley.
is on the golf links. Won't you sit down, right
here?" Ipolitely pulled forward the most COM
Portable of the wicker chairs
Thanks. You an American, Mr.. Wynn"
he asked.
That's so,' | said, wondering how he
guessed it SO soon.
We got on famously while we waited for
Mary. chatting about England in general and
Cornwall in particular. He'd been the vicar of
Moorwin for over forty years. had to con-
fess that hadn't seen much Of the neighbor-
hood yet, though l hoped to do SO now was
better.
Its the loveliest corner in England sir!" he
asserted enthusiastically. And there are some
fine old houses about. You Americans are al
ways interested in our old English country
seats, aren't your Well YOU must 90 to Pen
carrow, gem of its kind. 1t belongs to the
Pendennis family: but"
Pendennisi" l exclaimed sitting up in as
constituent. Not Anthony Pendennis?
He looked at me as if he thought had sud
denly taken leave Of my senses. Yes. An
thony Pendennis is the present owner. | knew
him well young man. But he has lived
abroad for many years. Do you know him.
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Light on the Past
IVES, I've met him once. in very strange cir
! cumstances," answered. I'D like to tell