The silver messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1890-1912, 1911-08-01
CHAPTER xVill-Continued.

"They were sent to st. Agathas by
Father Stoddard. an old friend OF
mine. They had suffered many annoy
ances, to put 1t mildly, and came here
to get away from their troubles"
Eyes; l understand. Uncle Henry
has acted outrageously. l have not
ranged the country at night for moth
ing. l have even learned few things
from you," she laughed. "And you
must continue to serve Aunt Patricia
and my cousin. You see"-and she
smiled her grave smile-"my father
and are an antagonistic element"
mo; not as between you and Miss
Patricia! I'm sure of that. 1t is Henry
Holbrook that l am to protect her
from. You and your father do not en-
ter into It,"
IF you don't mind telling me, Mr..
Donovan, l should like to know
whether Aunt Pat has mentioned u.s."
"Only once, when 1 first saw her
ind she explained why she had come.
Che seemed greatly moved when she
spoke of your father. Since then she
has never referred to him. But the
day we cruised up to Battle Orchard
and Henry Holbrook's man tried to
smash our launch. she was shaken out
Of herself, and she declared war when
we got home. Then was ON the lake
with her the night of the carnival.
Helen did not go with us. And when
you padded by us, Miss Pat was quite
disturbed at the sight of you; but she
thought 1t was an Illusion, and-I
thought it was Helen!"
Il have been home only few weeks,
but l came just in time to be with ia
Their In his troubles. My uncle's en-.
nifty is very bitter, as you have seen
do not understand it. Father has
told me little of their difficulties; but
know, she said, lifting her head
proudly, Il know that my father has
done nothing dishonorable. He has
told me so, and l am content with
that"
bowed, not knowing what to say.
Il have been here only once OF
twice before, and for short visits only
Most of the time I have been at a con
vent in Canada, where l was known a.
ROsalind Hartridge. Rosalind, 70,
know, is really my name; l was named
for Helen's mother The sisters tool
pity on my loneliness, and were yer,
kind to me. But now l am never go
Ing to leave my father again."
She spoke with no unkindness O
bitterness, but with gravity born O
deep feeling. l marked now the lighte
timbre of her voice, that was quite dill
ferent from her cousins; and sh
spoke more rapidly, as she had said
her naturally quick speech catching q
times the cadence of cultivate
French. And she was a simpler ms
ture-I felt that; she was really, YER
unlike Helen.
You manage a canoe pretty we'll,
I ventured, still studying her face, he
voice. her ways, eagerly.
THAT was very foolish. wasn't it?-
my running in behind the processio
that way!" and she laughed softly 8
the recollection. But that was Or,
fessional pride! That was one of m
fathers best canoes. and he helped m
TO decorate 1t. He takes a great d
light In his work; it's all he has left
And l wanted to show those people
Port Annandale what a really fine c
noe-a genuine Hartridge-was lfk
I did not expect to run into you ,
Aunt Pat"
You should have gone on AZ
claimed the prize. It was yours
right. When your star vanished
thought the world had come to
end"
! 1T hadn't. you see! 1 put out Il
lights SO that I could get home u
seen"