Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-01-15

I You really believe that; you are no
merely trying to please me?'
81 was never half so much in earnest
Please go on in the way you have be
gun. And have no fear that the charts
will mislead you, or that the seas will
grind your bark on hidden shoals. Ship
wreck, you know. is one of the creates
Ijoys of our adventures-we have to b.
wrecked first before we find the island o
the treasure chests"
She sighed softly, but l felt that he
/ spirits We're rising.
But those men down there? How
shall I manage that?" she asked, eagerly
| / snapped my fingers. We must ge
markable how readily my long untr1et
wings bore me upward. The earth, afte
| all, does not bind us SO fast.
Il don't know the game. but l hav'
found out a lot of things without being
told, SO tell me nothing. Remember tina
l have something quite remarkable, start
| ling even, to show you tomorrow.
have even overcome, you know. the OBJ
stacle you placed in the way of my dis
coveries by sending in ahead of me thi
morning for the plans of the house.
| l watched her narrowly, but she was il
nowise discounted.
swell, I burned them the moment Hid,
brought them back she laughed. :
| had faith in YOU and / wanted you t
manage it all for yourself. rathel
l
That was when l still believed
But you must go on believing. Make
| believing is the main corner stone an
the keystone of the arch of the happy
| life"
You are sure you are not hooking
| foolish old woman?"
| You are the wisest woman ! evel
| knew" l asserted. and my heart was il
| the words.
Il believe you have persuaded me. bu
Cecilia
! She was again at the point Of loOseninf
+, her hold upon the cord that linked hel
| sf5allop to Ariel's isle, but my own youth
was resurgent in me.
| | rose hastily. the better to break the
current of her thought.
Those men down there. They are ir
| the hands of higher fate than We con
| troll. l don't know the game
But if she broke in
But il you gave away the secret, ex-
| back into my darkest chimney to hope nc
| more. Leave 1t to me: trust me: lear
upon me! | assure you that all will be
WELL
| She bent her head and yielded herself
| to reverie for moment. Then she
sprang to her feet n that indescribably
| light, graceful way that erased at least
/ fifty of her years from the reckoning
and was herself again.
ARNOLD Ames." she said. laughing 9
mistakable confidence and liking in hel
| eyes. I'VE will go through with this tC
the end. And whether that slipper really
| fell at your feet in Beacon street or in
| the even less likely precincts Of Ritten
house Square. or under the windows OF
/ the Spanish embassy in Washington.
| believe that you are my good knight, ano
| that you will see me safely through this
| singular adventure.
| And l, Arnold Ames. but lately stu.
dent of chimneys. bent and kissed Miss
Octavia's hand.
| She led the way to the library. where
| thought it well to appear for a moment
| and I was heartily glad that l did so
| 1t was joy enough for any man that he
should have earned such glances of ha.
tired and suspicion as the suitors ben,
upon me- There they were. some stand
! ing. some seated about Cecilia. l bowed
| low from the door feeling that to offel
!, my hand to these gentlemen i'm theil
| present temper would be too severe a
| strain upon their manners. AS Miss DC
! tavia appeared several of them advanced
courteously and engaged her in converse
| ton. She found d seat and called the
| others to her. on the plea that she wished
to ask them their opinion touching some