The Whitefish pilot. [volume] (Whitefish, Mont.) 1904-current, 1910-09-15

manned on the balcony. ii prey to the
most disquieting thoughts.
You see how she have change-in
this one day with him" bitterly ex-
claimed Anatole. pointing through the
open window to where in distant
corner of the room Kirby sat at the
| card table. Mr.. Randall merely uod-
ded and gloonily chewed his cheroot.
He was facing difficult problem and
praying for tile arrival of young Run
dali
| Presently from the music room there
came the Suldued harmony OF guitar
and harp. and when the soft prelude
had finished Adele's fine contralto took
up the theme. singing. Il sent thee late
a rose wreath. not so much honOring
thee" 1t was Kirby's favorite song
snatches of which Anatole had heard
the other cumming at Intervals since
his arrival. Clearer. Sweelpr. purer
sounded the words until the music as
'ende0 like an anthem and came steal
ing out of the window to ningIe with
the soft murmur of the night. to blend
with the unheard far distant harmony
Of the stars. Anatoie stood transfixed,
prey to the bittereSt emotions to
which man was ever hostage
You hear" he cried passiOnate!y
| turning to Aaron. "For the first tine
since how long: Now she wear no
More black. Now she is 90 more ST.
| e,lt Now she sing. not for her broth
r. not for those Tho love her, not for
ne
No; it's for Colonel Moreau." fin
| ais cigar.
The creole laughed harshly. contemp-
| .uousy. his black eyes swapping with
| passion. For Colonel Moreau? |
dare you-look me in the face and
say that man is Colonel Moreau." way
ing ii trembling hand to the window
Il shall tell you nothing" replied
Aaron sternly. NO matter what sus-
pect. don't know. And won't let
man be killed until | do know"
when you met this man you did not
know him." said Anatole. with slow
significance. Il think to myself-who
can he be? l make guess and an
other guess and another guess. but l
am not sure"
"EXactly," commented Mr. Randall,
with some sharpness. "There you are.
You are not sure. Neither am |.
There is nothing to do but to await
Tom Randalls arrival or, failing that,
some authority from him. instructing
us how to act; otherwise our honor
binds us, and we must meet this diff
fcult matter with such patience and
fortitude as we may possess. At the
same time l thoroughly understand
your feelings, and you have my entire
sympathy. Let us pray this unbear-
able suspense will soon be terminated,
for l make poor and unwilling con-
spirator."
Meanwhile, at the card table, Messrs.
Kirby and Bunce had been acting, for
the benefit of the audience, farce
comedy bordering on the burlesque
Two seasoned gamblers, men who knew
every game and trick embraced in
cards and to whom the pasteboar,ls
were as familiar us ones knife and.
fork. it was somewhat difficult to sim
ulate that chronic state of ignorance
for which their self relegated position
in society should attest
Moreover. Kirby's native histrionic
ability was badly handicapped by his
thoughts being solely centered upon
the now absent Adele. while the
worthy Bunce's natural clumsiness was
greatly enhanced by anxiety over their
mutual safety, REINFORCED by per-
spring embarrassment at finding him
self unit Of such society. Happily
for them their partners were not of n
suspicious or inquiring turn of mind
and were entirely engrossed with the
game
"You gentlemen know the cards a
Ettle" Nine. Davezac had ventured,
with a charming and guileless belief
IN their ignorance. well. we shall
teach you something new of the game.
maybe"
"Pll be glad to learn something new
about it." Kirby replied. with gravity
anu perfect truth.
Nine. Davezac. with sadly amateur
ish fingers. assisted with many a -four.
ish. intended to impress the presuma.
bic tyros with Il fttiug admiration for
her skill. proceeded to cut the deck.
while Runcc eyed her gloomily and
mentally criticised what he termed Il
dirty rifle" His professional dignity
was outraged by the fact that she had
cut to the last card and then serenely
reunited the deck. and. forgetting him
self. he was about to assert his rights
and demand new shuttle when
warning kick from Kirby checked him.
"Ah. tits your deal" Nine. Davezac
at length exclaimed. rendering the
cards to Bunce. ''First you must make
the cards well-mix them. so-like
you saw me. See. you suf-fel, as they
call it. You think you can do that?"