The silver messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1890-1912, 1911-05-23

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Reginald Gillespie, sutton for the hand of
Miss Helen Hoibrook. Gillespie. disap-
Sailor appeared and was ordered away.
Donovan saw Miss Holbrook and her IA
Their meet on friendly terms Donovan
fought an Italian ASSASSIN. He met the
man he supposed was Holbrook, but who
said he was Hartridge, = canoe-maker:
After a short discussion Donovan lett
surlily Gillespie was discovered by Don
ovan presenting a country church. with
81. OOo Gillespie admitted he knew OF Hol,
brooks presence. Miss Pat acknowledged
to Donovan that Miss Helen had been
missing for a few hours. While riding
in launch. the italian sailor attempted
to moless the trio but failed. Miss Fat
Holbrook and not seeking another hiding
place. Donovan met Helen In garden at
night.
CHAPTER vlII.-Continued
IAN interest In geography, shall we
call it," she chaffed, gayly.
"Or astronomy. We will assume
that we are both looking for the Little
Dipper."
Good" she returned on my own
note Between the affairs Of the Hol-
brooks and your evening Dipper hunt
you are a busy man, Mr.. Donovan"
Il am not half so busy as you are.
Miss Holbrook! 1t must tax you Sc
verely to maintain both sides Of the
barricade at the same time," I ven
.ured boldly.
THAT does require some ingenuity, "
she replied, musingly, but l am very
flexible character"
But what will bend will break-you
may carry the game too far"
"Oh, are you tired of it already"
Not bit of it; but l should like
to make this stipulation with you:
That as you and l seem to be pitted
against each other in this little con-
test, we shall fight it all out behind
Miss Pats back. l prefer that she
shouldn't know what a" and l hes
itated.
"Oh, give me a name, won't your"
she pleaded. mockingly.
What a beautiful deceiver you
are,"
"Splendid We will agree that am
a deceiver!"
III 1t gives you pleasure! You are
welcome to all the Joy you can get out
of it,"
please don't be bitter! Let us play
fair, and not stoop to abuse"
Il should think you would feel con-
trite enough after that ugly business
Of this afternoon. You didn't appear
to be even annoyed by that Italians
effort to smash the launch"
She was silent for an instant; l
heard her breath come and go quickly !:
when she responded with what seemed
forced lightness:
You really think that was inspired
by" she suddenly appeared at =
loss.
by Henry Holbrook. as you know
well enough. And II Miss Pat should
be murdered through his enmity, DOM
you see that your position in the mat
ter would be difficult to explain? Muir
der, my dear young woman, is not
looked upon complacently, even in this
remote corner of the world"
"You seem given to the use of
strong language, Mr.. Donovan. Let us
drop the calling of names and consider
Just where you put me-"
Il don't put you at all; you have
taken your own stand. But l will say
that l was surprised, not to say
panied, to find that you played the
eavesdropper the very hour you came
to Annandale."
A moments silence; the water muir
INJURED in the reeds below; an owl
booted in the Glenarm wood! a rest
less bird chirped from its perch in a
maple overhead.
"Oh, to be sure!" she said at last.
You thought l was listening while
Aunt Pat unfolded the dark history of
the Holbrooks"
Il knew it, though l tried to be-
lieve l was mistaken. But when l
saw you there on Tippecanoe creek,
meeting your father at the canoe-ma-
ker's house, l was astounded; l did
not know that depravity could go so
far"
MY poor, unhappy, unfortunate IA
ther!" she said in a low voice; there
was almost moan in 1t.
Il suppose you defend your conduct
on the ground of filial duty" sug-
gested. finding it difficult to be severe.
why shouldn't /? Who are you to
Judge our affairs? We are the unhap-
riest family that ever lived; but
should like you to know that it was
not by my wish that you were brought
into our councils. There is more in
all this than appears!"
There is nothing in 1t but Miss Pat
her security, her peace. her happi-
ness. l am pledged to her. and the
rest of you are nothing to me- But
you may tell your father that l have
been in rows before and that propose
to stand by the guns
Il shall deliver your message. Mr.
Donovan; and l give you my father'S
thanks for it," she Knocked.
Your father calls you Rosalind-
before strangers!" l remarked.
Yes. It's fancy of his" she mur
nured, lingeringly. Sometimes it's
Viola. or Perdita. but. as think OF 1t.