Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1914-05-24

cause they re coming through the courtyard
There-you understand? And he's not to
guess, if he waits, that Mr.. Conway can't
come to him.
@Her Leddyship can depend on me. He'll
not be goin to the window whateffer," said
Douglas, using the third person in his polite
Highland way, and hurrying off as fast as
his seventy-year-old legs could carry him.
Janet had finished making the bed, and
putting the room, already neat, into better
order Daura sent her away for hot water
and brandy, and to tell footman to have
Captain MacRimmon's old bicycle (which
he left at Dunulm season after season. ready
for Conal. But you mustn't speak in the
servants hall about the accident she
added, unless they've already heard or seen
something. Then you can mention that it
was motorcar-but that 1 myself wish to
break the news to Lady Annira, and per-
haps to his Lordship.
Strange she said to herself, as the maid
vanished in haste, chow seem to give orders
as if l really knew what to do. But l don't
I don't.'
Her thoughts flew to the man waiting in
the hail. Yes, that would be the thing to do
next,-to see him, to talk to him. She must
do this herself. She must not even let
Alastair know that there was person wait
ing for George, or he would go and talk to
him. Somehow, that would not be best.
She could hardly have explained why, but
she was sure. This was her affair." 1t was
as if she still saw Georges deathly face as
she had pillowed it on her arm. 1t appealed
to her, with its half-open, sightless eyes,
which always before had looked at her kind
ly, with a frank, blue gaze. 1t asked her
help, and help she must somehow give,
though she did not yet know how.
@I'll wait for Alastair and Conal to bring
him in," she thought, "and then 1 will see
the man who was in the car, even before l
go to Annira. 1t will be better for her not
to know, until DR.. Macdonald has come
and given some opinion. Well have to keep
it from her till then. Alastair must see that
nobody goes to her."
As she thought out this program Alastair
appeared at the door. He supported
George Conway's head and shoulders, and
Conal held the limp figure under the knees.
Both young men, strong as they were,
hard. They had come fast up steep and
difficult path, and Conway was no light load.
@Send me someone to help loosen the poor
chaps clothes a bit and do THAT can be
done before the doctor comes, said Mac
Rimmon. Meanwhile Conal can be off for
Macdonald No sign of consciousness yet.
"I1l send you Douglas" Daura answered,
as Conal went out. She wanted an excuse
to go to the hall, where she was sure that
the butler was still dancing attendance on
the man of the motorcar. HAS anyone seen
you-or heard?"
Il think not" Alastair treasured her
"There wasn't soul about, so far as we
could see. Cut away, now, Doll. We don't
want you hereI" As he said this he half
smiled, in spite of the cloud that had fallen
over their happiness; and, smiling, there
was faint family likeness between them,
something of the same expression. Both
had hazel eyes, and auburn hair; though
Alastair's close-cropped locks were many
shades darker than Daura's thick, unruly
waves. She knew very well that he always
wanted her, as far as he himself was con-
cerned.
Il know-I'm going she said. Don't
let the news get to Mira. 1 must tell her
myself; but not until after DR.. Macdonald
has said something, one way or the other.
He ought to be here in less than half an
hour-if he's at home. Oh, pray he may
be there! By and by, when think the doc
tor has arrived, I'll come and knock softly
at this door-twice. You'll know it is 1.
why not let me come to you some
where?'
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