, 1911-02-16

might De IN tne sky-mau thFof, anu
was disappointed at seeing that h
reverse was true.
She had to repress a sudden impulse
of flight when they heard the return
ing dinghy scrape alongside the &C.
commodation ladder. And even
though she resisted 1t, she shrank
back, nevertheless, into a corner be-
hind Tom F%anshaw's chair. The old
gentleman was waiting at the head OF
the ladder, blocking, with the bulk Of
his body, the newcomers view OF the
deck and those who were waiting
there until he should rave fairly
come aboard.
Mr.. Philip Cayley7" he inquired
stifiy. my name is Fanshaw. sir;
and think my son, who sits yon-
der" he stepped aside and inclined
his head q little in Toms direction
"is, or was once. an acquaintance OF
yours" From her place in the back
ground, Jeanne saw q look Of perplex-
ity-nothing more than that, she felt
sure-come into Philip Cayley's C
| The old gentleman's manner was GER
tainly an extraordinary n In which
to greet a total stranger, 500 miles
away from human habitstion. Cayley
seemed to be wondering whether 1t
represented anything more than The
Individual eccentricity of the old gen
tleman, or not.
Evidently he recognized Tom Fan
shaw at once. and, after an almost Inn
perceptible hesitation. seemed to make
up his mind to overlook the singulari-
A.. IL ,,,o,,. sy rAnnavphar II Ian.
tenant Fapshaw WE'LL" he said, smil-
ing and speaking pleasantly enough,
though the girl thought she heard an
underlying note Of hardness In his
voice. You were at the Point while
| was there, weren't you? But it's
many years sinoe I've seen you"
At that he crossed the deck to
where young Fanshaw was sitting, and
held out his hand Tom Fanshaw's
hands remained clasped tightly on the
two arms of his chair, aud the stern
lines of his face never relaxed, though
he was looking straight into Cayley's
eyes. II remember you at the Point
very we'll" he said, but, Unfortunate
ly, there are some stories OF you sub
sequent career which ! remember al
together too we'll"
The girl did not need the sudden
look Of incandescent anger she saw In
Philip Cayley's face to turn the sud
den tide OF her sympathy toward him.
It was not for this old wrong of his
that they had summoned him, as to q
bar OF Justice. t. the Aurora's deck.
but to meet the accusation of the muir
der of Perry Hunter Whether he
was guilty of hat murder. or not, this
raking up of an old, improved offense
was a piece of unnecessary brutality.
She could net understand how kind.
hearted old Tom could have done such
a thing. Thinking 1t over afterward.
she was able to understand a little
better.
From behind Toms chair she could
see how heavily this blow he dealt
had told. For one instant Philip Cay
ley's sensitive face had shown a look
of unspeakahle pain. Then 1t stiffen-
ed into a mere mask-icy; disdaipful.
1t was a momen before he spoke.
When he did, 1t was to her, 81 don't
know why this gentleman presumes To
keep his seat" ke said. IF It is as q
precautlon against a dow, perhaps, ne
need not let his prudence interfere
with his courtesy"
H has just met with an accident"
she said quickly. He can't stand
No, Tom, Sit STILL" and her hands
upon his shoulders enforced the com
mand.
Cayley bowed aver SO slightly. Il
suppose" he continued, that since
last night you also have heard the
story which this gentleman protests
he remembers so much too well?'
YES she said.
AT that, he turned to old Mr.. Fan.
shaw: ''Will you tell me. sir" he
asked, for what purpose ! was in
vited to come ahoar this yacht2"
tTc be continued.