The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1912-11-23

largely under her will. She would cut
them out OF IL without hesitation if
she learnt that their father had been
connected with so-er-disgraceru a
scandal. You understand the situa.
tom
Perfectly. II must render your pc.
sition additionally unpleasant"
he sighed and relapsed into a mel
ancholy silence. In which the train
drew up at Brendon station A cab
was In waiting. into which We climbed,
A couple OF turns, short descent.
and we drew up at a gate I'm long
wall OF flaming brick
AS We walked up the drive | looked
carefully about me. The house was
also or red brick and OF mixed archi-
lecture. believe the architect had
intended IL for the Tudor period, with
variations suggested by modern sani-
tary requirements. The garden before
the windows was OF considerable size.
with laurels and quick-growing shrubs
lining the edge OF lawn and several
winding walks. AT the farther end a
matched roof rising amongst the
young trees. showed the position OF
the summer house which played so
important part in the story We had
heard
IL was striking six as We entered
the hall. our host led us straight TO
our rooms on the first floor We had
been told not TO bring dress clothes.
SO that ten minutes later we were
ready TO descend TO the drawing
room.
Mr.. Corans daughters. pair or
pretty. bright-faced girls. were seated
In those careless attitudes which de
note the expected appearance OF
strangers. Miss Rebecca, a tall, spec
tacled female whose sixty years had
changed curves tor acute angles, re-
posed in the window. reading vol.
ume OF majestic size. She laid IL
down with thump. removed her
glasses and received us with great
modesty and decorum. The inspector
and a fox terrier. that set up bark.
ing as we entered, were the only mem.
bers or the party that seemed natural
and at ease.
found the dinner pass pleasantly
enough. despite the gloom that radi-
ated from the brother and sister.
Emily. the victim OF the "unfortu.
nate attachment quite captured my
fancy. though am not ladies' man.
Twice We dared TO laugh though the
reproving eyes OF the elders We're con.
stantly upon us. IN the intervals or
my talk with her obtained the keen.
est enjoyment from listening TO the
! conversation OF Peace and Miss Re
becca The lady cross examined him
very much as II he were a prisoner &C.
cused OF various grave and monstrous
onenses. Upon the question or anti.
vlvisection she was especially urgent
My brother refuses the movement
his support" she said in a loud, trm
voice My reply to him is torturer.
inquisitor What are your views on
the subject
The same, my dear madam, as your
own, said the disgraceful little hypo.
critic, How does the cause progress
in Brendon2e
Il trust that in few weeks our local
branch will have been placed on such
basis as to be model TO the whole
society"
Aunt is rather crank on anti.
vivisection." whispered Miss Emily in
my ear. do be careful. n she tackles
you about &C.
laughed, and the subject changed
between us.
After the ladies left, Coran began a
gloomy autobiography. Ills family, he
said. had been living IN the north or
England at the time OF the London es.
capade. No account or the AFFAIR,
which appeared in only one paper,
had reached them. lie had left for
Sheffield shortly afterwards. and Il
was not until ten years later that the
death OF his fnther had given him a
couple OF thousand pounds, with
which ne bought share in his pres.
ent business, which had greatly pros.
pered
Concerning Thomas Appleton, the
young man whom he suspected, he
spoke most bitterly. lie was, indeed,
in the middle OF his denunciations
when Peace slipped from his chair
and moved softly to the window.
With a swift Jerk he drew the blind
aside and stared out From where 1
sat ! could see an empty stretch OF
lawn with shrubs beyond showing
darkly IN the summer twilight
"A lovely evening. he said over his
shoulder
We both watched him in surprise as
he dropped the blind and walked back
10 his seat. stopping on mis- way TO pat
the terrier that lay on mat by the
I window.
rs there anything the natter
asked Coran
III We are TO keep our business here
secret you must not talk too loud
that Is all"