Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1912-06-07
THE
ISLE OF STRIFE
GEORGE C. SHEDD
CHAPTER VII.-Continued.
Copyright. 1872 By Small. Maynard 4 Co.. 4

You are very slow. l think, Master
Charles was the imperturbabIe re-
Spouse.
1.-The devil l ami
Eyes, sir. So 1 followed a bit OF advice
your father once gave me, namely. to
speak a good word whenever the oppor
you owe money. / remember how in par
ticular he laid emphasis on that phrase.
even to man to whom you owe money
and Miss Betty is much more than that.
The aphorisms inlad in Andrews mind
by my parent were as silver imbedded in
steel: they were not to be removed.
Continue" said l.
''She inquired OF me what / knew OF
the talk Of Your having map OF one of
Frances forts. The servants, she ex-
planned, had heard the accusation in the
village and were gossiping of it at Moore
House. / stated that i was not i'm your
confidence to the extent of knowing what
particular forts you had maps of or how
many. Master Charles father often had
very important papers in his possession,
Miss Betty, as did his grandfather |
said. 1t would only be natural, then.
that Master Charles, in his turn. should
have such =
l leaned back and laughed. Next
l.
him over to you. What did Betty say?"
For while she didn't answer. but
stood in thought-and very lovely she
looked-then she said. Andrew, you must
keep good watch over Charles; to which
replied, L will, Miss Betty, though in
his great passion for you it may be diff
cult is he very terrible when he Is
thinking of me?' she inquired. So L
thought this was good opportunity,
Master Charles, to advance your suit,
10. To n IL
traught, sometimes in a frenzy fine
quoting words l once read in book. In
deed, they were pointed out to me by
your father in this very room. who asked
If l had ever experienced similar symp
toms. Miss Betty laughed and said she
must be going home. Say nothing to
Charlie were her final words. But she
did not know, Of course. that l could not
do that. think you are making progress
in her affections
lit would seem so,'' said /.
But why did Betty act SO coldly toward
me to my face only to take an interest
in me when away? Or was il only the
interest which she would have shown in
any person? Had she discovered some
thing about Del Hervalle, something in
definite which yet had aroused her sus-
picions to the point where she believed
him treacherous? Possibly she had good
reason to think that I was in danger.
Though the sun was down, night held
The air was pleasant. drawing one into
the open; and made restless by my
thoughts. / walked down to the water
and Strolled up the eastern beach. Be-
fore me the white sand stretched until II
disappeared in the curve OF the island;
on the inner edge the wood bordered 1t
with dark green cover, on the other
spread the ocean, swayfng In long, sinu-
Gus rolls, that glistened beneath the light
which yet whitened heaven.
10 wafor
flooded upon the rim OF sands with low,
insistent music, like that of an immense
organ; f1ecks OF foam slipped upward
upon the spreading wave. paused and
gided back on the receding water. only
to be caught once more and swept for
ward. A few gulls circled and scared
far out, white specks. Over all was the
sense of immensely, of infinite distance.
l had walked perhaps POO yards when l
saw Betty coming leisurely toward me. |
Her eyes were lifted to mine at the same
time l perceived her; she faltered an In
slant, then advanced. After our meeting
earlier in the day I wondered If, nay, eX-
pected that she would ignore my pres
ence, or at best give me but cold greet
ing. In this. to my surprise. was des-
tined to be pleasantly disappointed: when
she reached the spot where l stood she
stopped and fixed her gaze upon my face.
I'm about to turn back" she said.
''Wiil you walk with me? I've something
to say"
Side by side, therefore. We moved up
the beach. For a while she remained
silent and ! watched her. waiting for
whatever statement she desired to make.
Her straight. 1.-THE figure swung lightly
and easily forward; no hat was on her
head. leaving her golden hair uncovered:
the cure of her cheek and brow was per-
feet. Her blue eyes / did not see until
she raised them from the sand at which |
she looked. Some subject engaged her |
mind. that was plain, for she seemed al |
most obiivious of me walking by her |
side, and the fingers Of her hands, which |
she carried twisted behind her, twisted |
together until her step grew slower.
Betty" addressed her finally, III it's |
my silly work of this afternoon that |
you're thinking about. l beg your pardon |
a hundred times. I'm a fool and am just /
beginning to learn 1t.
Il was angry at you, must acknowl-
edge" she remarked.
you had every right to be. But
Davis" stopped. The subject would
not be improved by bringing his name
into our conversation; myHpwn fault had