The Irish standard., 1911-08-12

do it, please" she commanded: Il
ask it seriously"
Tom Fanshaw started out Of his
chair; then, as an intolerable twinge
from his ankle stopped him, he
dropped back again. His father moved
quickly forward, too. but checked him.
self, the surprise In his face giving
way to curiosity. At general thing,
Jeanne Fielding knew what she was
about.
Philip Cayley took the dart and
threw it far out into the water.
There was ono more surprise in
store for the two Fanshaws. When
Cayley, without 4 glance toward eth
er of them, walked out on the upper
landing Of the accommodation ladder,
the girl accompanied him. and, side
by side with him, descended the little
stairway. ut whose foot tho dinghy
waited.
you are still determined on that
resolution Of yours. are you, to aban-
don us all for tho second time-all
! humankind, l mean? This later accu-
sation against you was so easily dis
proved"
"Dsproved?" he questioned. THAT
beautiful faith of yours can't be called
proof"
Il meant Just what said-dis-
proved. They shall admit 1t when l 60
back on deck. Won't you-won't you
| give us q chance to disbelieve the old
story, too?"
Il can never explain that now" he
said; can never lay that phantom.
never In the wsrld."
Il am sorry" she said holding out
her hand to him. Il wish you'd give
US chance. Goodby."
This time he took the hand, bowed
over it and pressed it lightly to his
lips. Then, without any other fare
we'll than that he dropped down into
dinghy and was rbwed back to the
hoe-back to his wings.
When she returned to the deck she
found that Mr.. Fanshaw had gone
around to the other side Of 1t to see
the sky-man take to the air.
But Tom sat, rigid, where he was.
For the first time that she could re-
member, he was regarding her with
open anger. II knew" he said. that
you never liked Hunter, though never
could see why you should dislike him;
and 1t didn't take two minutes to see
that this man Cayley, with his wings
and his romance, had fascinated you.
But in spite of that, thought you had
O better sense of Justice than you
showed just now"
She flushed little. my sense of
Justice seems to be better than yours
this morning, Tom" she answered
quietly. Then she unslung her bin
oculars again and, turning her back
upon him, gazcd out shoreward.
II am getting worried about our
shore party" she remarked, as II by
way of disseminating the quarrel. III
there are ten or twelve men living
there, in hiding from us. willing to dc
unprovoked murder, when they can
with impunity-"
$50 you believed that part OF the
stony, too, did you?" Tom interrupted
She did not answer his question a,
l all, but turned her attention shore
l ward again.
A moment later she closed her bin
I oculars with snap. and walked
around to the other side of the deck
where Mr. Fanshaw, leaning his ell
: bows on the rail. was looking Out
: across the ice-f1oe.
: WELL" he asked briskly, as she
came UP and laid an affectionate arm
across his shoulder, Il suppose you've
been telling Tom why you did it-wh,
you made Cayley throw that dar
away, mean; but you'll have to tel
me, too. I can't figure it out. 70,
had something in mind, I'm sure"
! II haven't been telling Tom," sh'
said. ''He doesn't seem in yer!
reasonable mood this morning. But
did have something in mind l wa
proving that Mr.. Cayley couldn't pos
sibly be the man who had committe,
the murder"
II suspected 1t was that" he said
TITS the stick that proves 1t really.
! she said. You remember how pu7
zleds you were. because the end OF
which you held it by wouldn't fit you
! hand? l discovered why that wa
4 when you sent me in to get It shor
4 while ago. It's left-handed stick
fits the palm of your left hand pei
i fectly. You'll find that that is &
I when you try it. And Mr.. Cayley 1
I right-handed."
= The old man nodded rather dub
ously. "Cayley may be ambidextroui
for anything you know" he objected
She had her rejoinder ready: "Bu
this stick, Uncle Jerry dear, wa
made for a man who couldn't thro'
ID with his right hand. and Mr.. Gayle
II can. He did 1t perfectly easily, an
W without suspecting at all why wan
IL ed him to. Don't you see? Isn't
clear?"
I'd Its quite clear that the brains {
r. this expedition are in that prctt
head OF yours" he said. yes,