The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1913-02-22
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time. what is your name. young WON
an?"
The doctor turned his searching
blue eyes toward Agatha again, a
courteous but eager inquiry under
meath his brusque manner.
1T is a strange story. Doctor Thay'
err said Agatha somewhat reluctant
ly; but some time you shall hear It,
| must tell 1t to somebody. for need
help. My name is Agatha Redmond
and I am from New York; and this
gentleman Is James Hambleton of
Lynn-so he told me. He risked his
life to save mine. after we had aban-
doned the ship"
II don't doubt it," said Doctor
Thayer gruffly Some blind dash in
to the future is the privilege Of youth.
That's why it's all recklessness and
foolishness."
Agatha looked at him keenly. struck
by some subtle irony in his voice. Il
think 1t is what you yourself would
have done. sir" she said.
The doctor thrust out his chin in
his disconcerting way, and gave not
the least smile: but his small blue
eyes twinkled
| My business Is TO see just where
I'm going and to know exactly what
I'm doing" was the dry answer. He
| turned a watchful look toward James,
lying still there between them; then
he knelt down, putting an ear over
the patients heart.
'All right" he assured her as he
| came up. But we never know how
those organs are going to act" Sat
isfying himself further In regard to
James, he waited some time before
he addressed Agatha again. Then he
said, very deliberately: The ocean Is
a savage enemy. My brother Hercu-
les used to quote that old Greek phil
osopher who said. Praise the sea. but
keep on land And sometimes think
he was right"
Agathas tired mind had been try
Ing to form some plan for their fu-
ture movements. She was uneasily
aware that she would soon have to
decide to do something; and, Of
course. she ought to get back to New
York as soon as possible. But she
could not leave James Hambleton.
her friend and rescuer, nor did she
wish to. She was bordering the ques-
ton as the doctor spoke; then sud
denly, at his words, curtain OF mem
DRY snapped up MY brother Her
cules" and "Charlesport!" II
o.. IT,
ly into the doctors face. "Oh. tell
me-" she cried impulsively, is 1t pos,
sible that you knew Hercules Thay-l
err? That he was your brother? And
are we in the neighborhood Of Ilion?"
"Yes-yes-yes," assented the doc
tor, nodding to each of her questions
in turn; land thought 1t was you,
Agatha Shaw's girl. from the fl st.
But you should have come down by
land!" he dictated grimly
"Oh, didn't intend to come down
at ALL" cried Agatha; either by land
or water! At least not yeti"
Doctor Thayer's jaw shot out and
his eyes shone, but not with humor
this time. He looked distinctly irri-
tated. But my dear Miss Agatha
Redmond, where did you intend to
go?"
Agatha couldn't. by any force of
will. keep her voice from stammering,
as she answered: II wasn't g-going
anywhere. was kidnapped"
Doctor Thayer looked sternly at
her then reached toward his medicine
chest my dear young woman"
why is 1t that when person Is par
ticularly out of temper. he is con-
strained to say My Dear So and So?)
my dear young woman" said Doctor
Thayer. that's all right. but you must
take a few drops of this solution. AND
let me feel your pulse
Indeed, doctor. 1t Is all SO. Just as
7 say" interrupted Agatha. I'm not
feyerish or out of my head. not the
least bit. can't tell you the whole
story now: I'm too tired"
"Yes. that's 30. my dear child"
said the doctor, but in such an evil
dent tone of yielding to a delirious
person. that he nearly threw her into
a fever with anger. But on the whole,
Agatha was too tired to mind. He
took her hand. felt OF her pulse, and
slowly shook his head; but what he
had to say. II he had anything. was
necessarily postponed. The launch
was putting into the harbor OF
Charlesport.
Even on the dull day Of their ar
rival, Charlesport was a pleasant look
ing place. stretching up steep hill
beyond the ribbon Of street that Dor
dered its harbor. Fish-houses and
small docks stood out here and there,
and one larger dock marked the far
thest point of land. A great. derrick
stood by one wharf. with piles Of
granite block near by.
Little Simon was calling directions
back to Hand at the engine as they
chugged past fishing smacks and moor