The Washington herald., 1912-05-19


declared. @My aunt detests me. Ny
uncle is always irritable because / can
beat him at golf. he is out playing
over there now" she remarked, with
wave of her hand toward the furthest
stretch Of the marshes. DO you play
golfl"
Deane admitted that he did not
you came here, then, only to rest?"
she said.
Only TO rest" he answered.
Where are you stayingF
! He turned around and pointed to the
square stone tower which stood on the
edge of the sea. Il am stopping there"
he answered-Nthe old Coastguard's
Tower, they call It, believe. Il is the
queerest habitstion ! have ever been
IN"
you wonderful personP she de-
elared. How ever did you get old
Pegg and his wife to clear out p
Il paid them well" he answered AT
least didn't do II myself. My servant
about the place and arranged every
thing. l am hoping to be able to buy
II.
There was, as he had remarked from
the first, not the slightest reticence
about her. She had almost the frank
ness of a child.
You have a servantY she asked,
looking at him with renewed interest.
DO you mean that he is there with you
now%
Deane nodded. Il could scarcely be
expected to cook for myself, could ] 2"
he inquired. He completes my estab-
lishment"
7 suppose" she said. you are a
rich man"
Deane shrugged his shoulders.
Wealth" he remarked, "is relative
thing"
"0hI 1 don't understand those fine
sayingsp she DECLARED, a little inpet-
uously. Il only know that to have
money is grand, is wonderful would
give anything in the world to be rich,
to have money to spend as / wanted
to spend it, and clothes, and jewels, and
all the delightful little things of life,
to go where wanted, live as wished,
buy the things l wanted to buy. There's
something hideous about being pau
per-"
He looked at her curiously. She was
certainly, for all her frankuess, new
type. Her frankness was more the
franLness of child than the outspok-
enness of gaucherie-
Some day" he said, you may prob
ably have your wish. There is your
uncle, for instance"
She nodded. 1T is my one hope"
she said, my one hope. go to meet
the postman every morning. Il IS
three weeks since he wrote and said
that he was going to send for me You
don't think that he would change his
mind?" she asked, turning suddenly to-
ward him with almost tragic intensity.
Very unlikely, ! should say" he an
swered. Has he any other relatiTesS
None" she answered. Even my
uncle and aunt with whom live here
are not relatives of his,s You see, he
was my fathers brother Mr.. Sarsby
was my mothers brother"
1T is Mr. and Mrs. Sarsby with
whom you live? he remarked.
She nodded. Yes! And my name IS
SINCLAIR" she said-"Ruby Sinclair,
He stopped short for a minute in the
ing a little ahead, and missing him in
a few moments, turned around. He
was standing like a man turned to
stone.
What is the matter?" she asked.
Are you tired, or aren't you well?"
He recovered himself with little ef
fort at is all right" he said. you
know told you I'd come down here
to recoup a little / get nervous at
tacks. I was suddenly giddy then"
She came back. Her face was once
more softened in. its expression OF kind
ly concern. Would you like to take
my arm?" she asked, a little tinidly.
I'VE are close to the cottage now. Per
haps you would like to come in and
sit down. My aunt would be glad to
see you"
mol" he said. Let US rest here for
4 moment"
They sat down on the edge Of the
high, grassy bank He tortured him
self, gazing into her face, trying to ind
some likeness between her and the muir
iered man. There was none, he told
The name was a COM
non one-one of the commonest- Il
vas ridiculous to connect this girl in
my way with the tragedy under whose
shadow he had passed. Yet he felt his
fingers nervously clutching the bank
Ipon which they were sitting. The sea-
yulls still wheeled their way across his
read. The tide was flowing softly up
nto the creek below them. A fishing
,oat came gliding by. A lark rose al
most from their feet, and was singing
ust above their heads. Everywhere
lround was peace and quiet. It was
he same land in which he had found
ontent only a few hours ago, yet It
eemed to him that already the shadow
lad come.
1t was she who rose first She shook
ut her skirts a little reluctantly, and
urned toward the village, saying: I
m sorry, but must go. Meals at our
iouse are the one thing more certain
han the rising of the sun. We lunch
I I, and it is ten minutes to. Do you
eel well enough to get back, or will
gu come on with me?"
Il will go back" he said Il won
err" he continued, what you are go
1g to do this afternoon?"
She shrugged her shoulders. There
nothing" she answered. Come out
ere, suppose, and pray that ] may
ave a letter tomorrow morning"
BE unconventional" he begged.
Take pity upon an invalid, and come
nd have tea with me"
''Pd love to" she answered, eff
an get away. About 4 :3o?"
Yes" said he. Il shall be waiting
Or you"
Don't come to meet me" she beg
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