The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1913-09-04
CHAPTER vIII.-(contlnued.)

SENfNT En-
He regarded her silently; the beau
tiful, impatient eyes: the slim. white
fingers that tapped restlessly. one
against another. Il will do what !
cant" he said at last slowly.
But what?" she demanded. What
ran you do?"
He did not answer; my lady made a
gesture. How ridiculous! A prison
er on an island!"
There may be a way" he began.
MY horse?" she said quickly. What
became Of him?"
"He was swept away by the tide!"
Into the proud eyes came a softer
lght-of regret, pain.
Your Ladyship should remember it
might have been worse" he added, in
tones intended to reassure her. After
all, 1t was only horse"
"Only a horse!" she exclaimed In
dlgnantly. But, suppose you can't
notwithstanding for a horse!"
Il can understand caring for a
ship!" he answered quickly, a fash Of
amusement, hardly concealed. in his
bold. dark eyes
"a ship!" scornfully; dead wood
and iron"
Live wood and iron! Beautiful
as" The simile failed him; he
looked at my lady. Something to be
depended on. with a hand to the
wheel. and an eye keen for mad dane
ings and curvetings."
Il might appreciate them better"
she interrupted dryly, with delicate
brows uplfted, If they brought me
nearer to the Mount. That, and not
idle opinions" in accents that con-
veyed surprise at the temerity Of one
In his position to express them, lis
OF most moment"
He accepted the reproof with a
readiness that further surprised her.
"Your Ladyship is right" he said. Il
will see what may be done. The storm
has passed. There Is yet daylight,
and" an expression, almost preoccu.
pied, came to his features-"a boat
may be sighted"
ITO be sure!" At the prospect, all
other considerations passed from my
lady's mind "A boat may be sighted
Why did you not think of 1t before?
Come! Too much time has already
been lost" And she rose.
"One moment!" His voice was
quiet: respectful; although, she
fancied, constrained Il had better go
alone. The way to the cliff is rough,
and"
Il shall not mind that!"
Besides, your clothes"
Are dry!"
mol" She flushed at the abrupt con,
tradiction. II mean, don't see how
they could be!" he went on hurriedly,
"and," his tone assumed a certain OBJ
duracy, Il assure your Ladyship, 1t
will be best"
"Best?' She looked at him more
sharply. "ls that your only reason?"
"Why?" A trace of embarrassment,
for an instant, crossed his dark fea-
lures. What other reason, my Lady,"
THAT know mott" quickly, assured
her words had struck home. "Only
am certain there is one!"
Then, If your Ladyship must
know" he spoke slowly. Il did not
wish to alarm you. But this is a rough
coast, with-many rough people about
.-smugglers, privateersmen-"
Whom you, perhaps. are expect
ing" she cried suddenly.
"I!" with careless laugh. "A fish
erman! Your Ladyship is imagina.
tive" he began, when a sudden,
hasty footstep clinked on the stones
without; hand caught at the Iasten-
ings of the door; flung 1t open.
81 thought should find you here,
Seigneur!' exclaimed voice.
Since"
The young man made a movement
and the speaker stopped; caught sight
Of my lady. just beyond. in the fading
light. And at the picture-her figure
behind that other one-the fine, patri-
clan features. framed by the disor-
dere6 golden hair. the widely opened
eyes, bright, expectant, the intruder
started back.
"The Governors daughter! You,