New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1914-06-14

kindly little questions from her. or from \ane, who was
his neighbor the other side Mira had liked and even
admired him Daura had come noby to Troy's rescue,
and the dark eagle-eyed young man had been rather
splendid i'm his tale of the Cameron tartan.
Strange to say, too, Lord Gormc had seemed 10 be
extremely interested in the stranger Not once during
dinner had he been abscntminded Even Annira,
whose thoughts constantly wandering away To
George could not help noticing how her father eyes
turned and returned to roy face. Also it must have
been by Lord Gormcs express orders that iamar had
PLAYED a certain air. that in all probability had
not been heard at Dunulm since the night Of the ban
otct when the two Cameron brothers had come 20 the
castle had gone to sleep in the Black Breton room and
vanished forcvcr,-IIamar had ppcd "The March OF
the Cameron Men" Troy, though an American who
had never been in Scotland, instantly recognized the
air. a difficult thing for an ear unaccuStomcd to the
pipes. He had flushed, and his eyes had Frightened
When Annra complmented him upon his quick ear
for music and his acquaintance with family traditions
he seemed to be touched and grateful. Evidently he
had heard of the ancient fcud between the Cam
and the Scores and when Annira, to make con
vcrsaon slingy alluded to it, he took her light words
more gravcly than she expected. He appeared TO be
distressed and she fastened to assure him that the
stupid old fcud" forgotten long ago. Nobody
thought about in these days and if the Scores and
Camerons had little nothing 10 do with each other
that was a mere accident of Fate.
"You will be our first Cameron friend she added
smiling at him a wstfu smile, the best she could call
up on this sad evening.
After that conversation Troy had been more gentle
in his manner, which had been noccaby reserved at
first doubtless through embarrassment, it 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
or associated with some plot of thieves.
Before decide what to do about the detective,
IN
consult my sister. It would be useless worrying
father and 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 to laugh at me. Please ring,
Conal."
Obedcntly ne 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
the red boudor. Daura did not come at once; and
when waiting Mira told Conal that Troy had been
put into the Black Breton room. at was my sisters
idea she said "and thought at first it was dreadful
OF there be nothing in the silly old stories
Probably the people who disappeared had their own
reasons for disappearing What felt afraid of that
he might somehow find out the fearful reputation Of the
room, and think us horrd to put him in such place
But if he should really have here to STEAL help
others to steal--why, shouldn't mind his having 4
fright. He would deserve to be punished"
"Who would deserve to be punished" echocl
Daura, coming into the room. "That sounds 50 I'M
like YOU"
Mira bushed as if caught in some fault. 81 was
talking OF Mr. Troy in the Black Breton room She
planned lowering her voice guilty, because Conal
you have told Conal!" Daura exclaimed. But YOU
promised me you'd tell nobody"
"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 us all 50 nice to
him."
81 know George would wish it" Daura answered.
alert and anxious as deer who snufS the air OF forest
in the season troubled by men.
"Why2 Did George ever speak to YOU about him.