The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1912-02-15
Threw II Far Out Into the Water.

sation against you was so easily dis
proved"
'Disproved?" he questioned. That
beautiful faith Of yours cant be called
proof"
Il meant Just what said-dis-
proved. They shall admit IL when | go
back on deck. Won't you-won't you
story, tool"
Il can never explain that now" he
said; can never lay that phantom.
never in the world"
Il am sorry" she said holding out
her hand to him. Il wish you'd give
us a chance. Goodby"
This time he took the hand. bowed
over II and pressed 1t lightly to his
lips. Then. without any other fare
well than that, he dropped down into
dinghy and was rowed back to the
floe-back to his wings.
When she returned to the deck she
found that Mr.. Fanshav had gone
around to the other side of 1t to see
the sky-man take to the air.
But Tom sar, rigid, where he was
For the first time that she could re-
member, he was regarding her with
open anger. Il 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
better sense OF Justice than you
showed Just now"
She flushed a 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, gazed out shoreward
Il am getting worried about our
shore party" she remarked, as II by
way of disseminating the quarrel. IF
there are ten or twelve men living
there. in hiding from us. willing to do
unprovoked murder, when they can
with impunity-"
SO you believed that part OF the |
story, too, did your" Tom interrupted. |
She did not answer his question at |
all. but turned her attention shore |
ward again.
A moment later she closed her bin
oculars with a 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-floe.
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-why
you made Cayley throw that dart
away, ! mean; but you'll have to tell
me, too | can't figure 1t out. You
had something in mind, I'm sure"
Il haven't been telling Tom" she
said. He doesn't seem in very
reasonable mood this morning. But !
did have something in mind. was
proving that Mr. Cayley couldn't pos
sibly be the man who had committed
the murder"
Il suspected II was that" he said.
It's the stick that proves 1t really"
she said. You remember how puz-
zled you were because the end OF il
which you held 1t by wouldn't fit your
hand? discovered why that was
when you sent me In to get It a short
while ago. It's lefthanded stick. Il
fits the palm of your left hand per-
fectly. You'll find that that is so
when you try It. And Mr. Cayley is
right handed"
The old man nodded rather dubi-
ously "Cayley may be ambidextrous,
Tor anything you know" he objected.
She had her reiolnder ready: But
This stick, Uncle Jerry, dear, was
made for a man who couldn't throw
with his right hand, and Mr.. Cayley
,an. He did II perfectly easily, and
suspecting at all why l want