The Coalville times. [volume] (Coalville, Utah) 1894-1923, 1911-08-04

] wanted 10 spare you. Miss Pat
W Iuw that. and you tried To- save !
Helen She was blind and misguided. |
She had believed IN her father aud the |
Inst blow crushed her Everything |
looks dark TO her She refuses 10 |
-nmc over this morning. she thinks .
she can not face her uncle, her cousin |
ur,yol again"
"nut she must come" l said ~
viii Doc easier to-day than at any later
time There's Gillespie. calling me
nov Hes going across the lake to
meet Arthur and Rosalind. I shall
take the launch over 10 the island to
bring Henry We should all be back
at Glcuarm In an hour Please tell
Helen HAT We must have her, that no
one should stay away"
Misc Pat looked at me oddly. and
her fingers touched stalk OF holly
hook beside her as her eyes rested
on mine
Larry" she said. do not be- sorry
for Helen II pity In all You have for
her"
laughed and seized her hands,
Miss Pat. could not feel pity
for any one 10 skilled with the sword
~ she! II would he gratutous' She
put un a splendid fight. and It's to her
credit that she stood by her father
and resented my Interference. as she
had every right 10 TO. She was not
really against you. Miss Pat. II merely
happened that you were In the way
when she struck NJ me with the foil,
don't you sco7"
''Not Just that way. Larry. and
she continued 10 gaze ut me with n
sweet distress In her eyes; then.
"Rosallnd IN very different" she added.
~ have observed a. The ways In
which they are utterly unlike are re-.
nfnrknblc. but | mustn't keep Gillespie
waiting Good.by for a little while''
And some forcbodlng told me that
sorrow had not yet done with her
Glllsepie shouted impatlcntly as
raii toward him at the boathouse.
fits the Stilotto." he called, point
Ing to where the sloop lay. midway Of
the lake. shes in a bad way"
1.-THE storm blew her out" | sug
Ee3ed. but the sight OF the boat. list
Ind badly. as though waterlogged
,qISsek ms oulinously, ..t :
Wed better pick her up" he said:
and he was already dropping one al
the canoes into the water. We pad
died swiftly toward the sloop. Tn,
lake was still fretful from the stormI
lashing. but the sky was without iecl
Of flaw. The earliest Of the littlt
steamers was crossing from the VII
laFn. her whistle echoing and rcecho
lng round the lake.
The sloop's about done for" sale
Gillespie over his shoulder; and w
drove our blades deeper. The stilett,
was floating stern'on and rolling log
silly. but retaining still. thought
something OF the sinister air that sh,
had worn on her strange business
through those summer days.
She went TO bed all right: see. hcI
sails are furied snug and everything
In shape. The storm drove her owe
here" said Gillespie. She's strucl
something. or somebody's smashe,
| hor."
II seemed impossible that the storm
unasslsted had blown her from BATH,
orchard across Lake Annandalo; bu
we were now close upon her aud seek
ing for means OF getting aboard.
She's a bit sloppy" observed GIL
lespic. rs we swung round and caugh
hold. The water gurgled drunkonll
In tho cuddy. asd n broken lantern rat
tied on the deck. ! held fast as h,
climbed over. sending me on It'll,
as he jumped aboard. and was work
Ing back again with the paddle whcI
he cried out In alarm
As | came alongside he came bacl
TO help me. and when he bent over Il
catch the painter l saw that his fac,
was white.
1--WE might have known IT," he said
ITS the last and worst that could hap
pen"
Face down across the cuddy lay th'
body OF Henry Holbrook His water
soaked clothing was torn as though
IN fierce struggle. A knife thrus
In the side told the story; no IA,
crawled 10 the cuddy roof TO get awal
from the water and had died there.
III was the Italian" said Gillespie
They must have had row last nigh
after we left them. and Il came Il
THIS He chopped hole In the Stilet
10 and set her adrlft to sink"
looked about for the steamer
which was backing away from the plol
az Port Annandale, and signalod hen
with my handkerchief, And when
faced Gillespie again he pointed ri
iently toward the lower lake. whore 9
canoe rode the bright water.
Rosallnd and her father were on
thelr way from Red Gate to Glcnarm
Two blades flashed In the sun az Tho
canoe came toward US, Glllesplo's Hips
quivered and he tried 10 speak as he
pointed TO them; and then we both
turned silently toward st. Agatha's
where the chapel tower rose above the
green wood.
Stay and do what ia TO DO done"
said Il viii find Helen and tell her.
THE END.