Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1914-06-14


he had been very SILENT speaking only in to
kindly little questions from her. from Vane, who
his neighbor the other sde Mira had liked and
admired him. Daura had nobly to Troy's rescue,
and the dark, eagle-eyed young had been rather
splendid in his tale of the Cameron tartan.
Strange to say, too, Lord Gorme had seemed to be
extremely interested in the stranger Not during
dinner had he been absentminded Even Annira,
whose thoughts were constantly wandering away to
George could not help noticing how her fathers eyes
turned and returned to Troy face. Also it must have
been by Lord Gore's express orders that Hamar had
played certain ar,-one that in all probability had
not been heard at Dunum since the night of the BAN
quet when the two Cameron brothers had to the
CASTLE had gone to sleep the Black Breton room and
vanished forever,-Hamar had piped @The March of
the Cameron Men, Troy, though an American who
had never been in Scotland instantly recognized the
air, difficult thing for unaccuStomed to the
pipes. He had flushed, and his eyes had frightened.
When Annira comphmented him upon his quick
for music, and his acquaintance with family traditions
he seemed to be touched and grateful Evidently he
had never heard of the ancient eud between the Cam
erons and the Scores and when Annra, to make con-
versaton slngy alluded to it, he took her light words
more gravely than she expected. He appeared to be
distressed and she fastened assure him that the
Stupid old @feud' was forgotten long ago. Nobody
thought about it in these days, and if the Scores and
Camerons had little nothing to do with each other
that was asmere accident of Fate.
@You will be our first Cameron friend, she added
up ths-sad evening
After that conversation Troy had been more gentle
in his MANNER which had been notceaby reserved at
first doubtless through embarrassment, it was plain
that he was unused to the society of women.
THINKING of him now in her long moment of brood
ing Annira could hardly believe him to be thief
associated with some plot of thieves.
Before l decide what to do about the detective"
she said at last to the waiting Cona Il should like to
L.,
father, and l know just what my uncle and cousin
would say They'd laugh at the idea Of anonymous
letters and burglars. don't want to ask the advice of
people who are sure to laugh at Please ring,
Conal."
Obediently he pulled the bell rope, and the under
study of Angus the footman ordered to tell
Lady Daura that she was wanted by her sister in
thes red boudoir Daura did not come at once; and
when waiting Mira told Conal that Troy had been
put into the Black Breton at was my sisters
idea, she said, Aand thought at first it dreadful
Of there be nothing the silly old stories
Probably the people who disappeared had their own
for disappearing. What felt afraid of was that
he might somehow find out the fearful reputation of the
room, and think horrid to put him in such place.
But he should really have come here to steal or help
others to steal-why, l shouldn't mind his having a
fright. He would deserve to be punished"
3Who would deserve to be punished" echoed
Daura, coming into the room. @That sounds so un-
like you'll"
Mira bluShed, as II caught IN some fault. IL
talking of Mr.. Troy in the Black Breton room' she ex-
planned, lowering her voice guilty. because Conal-7
aYou have told Conal' Daura exclaimed. 4But you
promised you'd tell nobody!7
@Conal doesn't count He does not live in the house.
Mira defended herself. @Hes perfectly safe. And you
won't blame me, Dearest, when you hear his news
What do you know about Mr.. Troy, that you're 50
keen on having him here, and making all nice to
hm?"
II know George would wish it, Daura answered,
alert and anxious deer who snus the of forest
in the season troubled by men,