The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-09-15


 f the Grande Dame, a prey &tq 4J conflicting emotions, the while he waited for Mildred to appear. There was no one to dispute his presence now, for the tourists/who had followed Dr. Berry from the shore in hushed ex- citenaent avoided him, and the sailors made no effort to carry out their ear Her instructions; hence he was allowed opportunity to adjust himself to the sudden change. It was not so much the unexpected downfall of Willis Marsh and the new light thus thrown upon his own enterprise that upset him as puzzling alteration in his own. purposes and inelinations. He had come out to the yacht defant1y to make good his threat and to force an understanding with Mildred Wayland, but now that he was. here and his way made easy he began to question his own desires. Now that he thought about it that note, instead of filling him with disInay. had rather left him relieved It was as if he had been freed of a burden. and this caused him a vague uneasiness. Was it because he was tired by the struggle for this girl for whom he had labered so faithfully? After three years of un- Tagging devotion was he truly relieved to have her dismiss him? aOr was. it that here in this primal country, strip ped Of all conventions. he saw her and himself in new light? He did not know.
 1 The late twilight was fading when Mildred came from her stateroom. She found Boyd pacing the deck, a cigar between his teeth,
 Where are those people2" she in quired-
 eThey went ashore. Marsh doesn't care to press charge against the In dian"
 T hear he is not badly hurt, after all =
 That is true. But it was close shave.'
 Mildred shuddered Ut was hor- riblet"
 .I never dreamed that Constantine would do such thing, but he is more Russian than A1eut. and both he and his sister are completely under the religious. and their idea of damnation is very vivid"
 Have you seen father ?s
 eve had short talk.''
 sfDid you make up?'
 .sNo But I think he is beginning to understand things better-at least as far as Marsh is concerned. The rest is only a matter of time"
 What a frightful situationl Why did you ever let father announce my engagement to that man?'
 Emerson g:,zed at her in astonish- ment. '.I? Pardon me! How could I help if :'
 .eYou might have avoided quarreling with him. think you are very incon- siderate of me-
 Boyd regarded the coal of his cigar with slight eleam of amusement in his eyes as she ran on:
 Even that woman took occasion to humiliate me in the worst possible way,
 .sIt strikes me that she did you a very great service. have no doubt it was qaite as distasteful to her as to you.''
 Absurd. It was her chance for re- Tenge. and she rejoiced in making me ridiculous" '.Then it is the first ignoble thing I ever knew her to do.' said Boyd slow 1ys s'She has helped me in hun dred ways. Without her assistance I l could never haxe won through That l cannery site would still bel grown up to moss and trees. and I would still be disheartened dreaIner''
 t.Tt,s very nice of you, of course. to appreciate what she has done But | she can't help you any more You 1 surely don't intend to keep up your ac- l e;,ia iatance witb her now" He made ] no reply. and. taking his silence for agreement. she went on: .sThe trip | home will be terribly dull for me. I'm afraid. I thlnk-yes, I shall have fa- ther ask you 10 go back with us
 Hut am right in the midst of the r5lnW can't Ieave the business
 .sOh. business. Do you care more f6r business tha D for me? I don't realize how terribly hard for me all this has been. I'm still fright ened shall die of nervousness with