The Coalville times. [volume] (Coalville, Utah) 1894-1923, 1911-04-07

"Oh. knew h. would follow usl
But ! did not toll him I was coming
hcrc-l hope YOU did not believe that
Of inc. ! did not tell him any more
than ! told YOU"
llc laughed softly
You did not need to tell me: I /
could have found you anywhere VA the /
world. llclcn That man Donovan is |
watching you like hawk hat he's % |
pretty good fellow. with Mucslau Toy T.
In "a row He's going 20 protect Miss /
Pat and you n he dies ut the bust |
moss"
She shrugged her shoulders. and I
saw her disdnin of me In her face a
pretty conspiracy this was. and I
seemed to hc only the Crumplcd wrap
ping Of pack Of cards. with no part
In the game
Gillespie drew an envelope from his
pocket. held II to the white lantern for
an Instant then gave Il to her.
u tclcgraphcd to Chicago for n
draft. lie will have to leave here TO
get it-thc bank nj Annandnlc carries
no such sum, and II will be means
Of getting rid Of him"
"Oh. only hope he will loayc-ho
must he mustl" she cried
You must go back" he said These
matters will all come right In the end.
Helen" he added. kindly. There Is
one thing do not understand
The thing that troubles me is that
your father was here before YOU"
"No-that isn't possible. I can't be.
llcyc g."
lie had engaged tho Stilctto before
you came To Nnnandnlc: and while
was tracing you across the country he
was already here somewhere. lie
nmusos himself with the yacht"
"Yos, I know; he IL more Of mon.
ace that way-n'wayH I'm our slight
always whore must see himi'
Her face, clearly lighted by the Ian.
terms. was touched with anxiety and
sorrow. and saw her. with that pref.
{ Hest gesture Of woman's thousand
. graces-tho nimblc touch that makes
4 sure no crrant bit Of hair has gone
}. wandering-llft her hand to her head
4 for moment. The emerald rims
y flashed In the lantern light recall
n q thought that occurred to me thore--
/, that the Widows peak. so sharply
I marked IN her forehead. was like tho
] nnger.prlnta Of some playful god. She
4 turned to 40. but he caught her hands,
4 "IIelcnl" he cried. softly.
: mo! Please DON'T"
She threw the nuns hood over her
. head and walked rapidly up tho plor
r and stole away through the garden to
! ward 81. Agntha's, Gillespie listened
, for her step TO die away. then he
/. sighed heavily and bont down to draw
0 up his canoe. When | touched him
y ON the shoulder he rose and lifted the
!. paddle monaclngly.
3 "Ah. 20 us our young and gifted
n Irish friend!" he said. grinnlng mo
/ more sprlntlng stunts for mel de-
Z cline 10 run The thought of aspara.
h gus anu powdered glass snddons me-
y Look at these hands-thcse little
, hands stlll wrapped In mystical white
q rags. | have blnd al every pore IA
1 giyo you entertainment. and now It's
/. got to be- 20 PAGES with blrdguns."
n what mischief are you In now7"
- demanded angrily Il thought
d warned you. Gillespie. thought
10 even appealed TO your chiyalry,"
I. MY dear fellow, everything has
y. changed. II a nun In distress APP
If ponls 10 me for help, | am Johnny.on
IL thespot for Mother Church"
n THAT was not the sister, II was
a Miss Holbrook saw her distinctly:
n I hoard
70 ny Joye. this is gallant Of you
Y Donovan! You are a marvellous iol
Al lowi"
"a Il have a right to ask demand Ia
n know what II was you gave the girl
p. Matinee tickets-the American girl
p without matinee tickets Is lonely
Al plclad humping through the void"
d You are u contemplate ass. Your
q conduct Is scoundrelly II you want
n TO see Miss Holbrook. why don't you
. so TO the house and call on her like a
n gentleman? And as for her"
Yes, and as for herr"
He stepped close to me. threaten
ID lngly
N As for her. she may go too fart"
N CIV 10 luN hHnN'lAht' W gNAf RhN .
the finest girl In the world, and II you
IL intimate"
u intimate nothing But what I saw
1t and heard Interested me n good deal
Q. Gillespie"
y What you heard by stealth. creep
10 ing noout here az night, pryIng into
~ other peoples anairs'''
u have pledged myself to care fol
! Miss Pat"
" ITS noble Of you. Donovan" and
d. he stepped away from me. grinnlng
W Miss Pat suggests nothing to me but
d. button, hutton, who's got the button?
re- Shes bloomin' aristocrat while I'm
the wealthcursed child Of democracy.
81, You're charming specimen"
=, growled
u TO DE Continued