Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1916-06-30

We Left Him With the Pere, and !
Did Not Even Glance Back.
It Is that gay, simpering fool yonder.
But be careful how far you go. / am
your husband, and In authority here"
l released my arm, but did not move.
My only feeling toward him at that
moment was one Of disgust, defiance.
The threat In his eyes, the cool inso-
lence of his speech, set my blood on
fire.
Monsieur" I said coldly, although
every nerve Of my body throbbed,
'you may know girls, but you deal
now with a woman. Your speech, your
insinuation is insult. l disliked you
before; now I despise you, yet / will
say this in answer to what you have
intimated Monsieur d'Artigny is moth
ing to me, save that he hath shown
himself friend. You wrong him, even
as you wrong me, In thinking other
wise, and whatever the cause of mis-
understanding between us, there Is no
excuse for you to pick quarrel with
him."
"You appear greatly concerned wei
his safety"
mot at all; SO far as l have ever
heard the Sieur d'Artigny has hereto
fore proven himself quite capable OF
sustaining his W part. IT'S more
like I am concerned for you"
For me? You fool Why, I was
a swordsman when that lad was at
his mothers knee" He laughed, but
with ugly CLEAN of teeth. "Sacre! I
hate such play acting. But enough Of
quarrel now there Is sufficient time
ahead to- bring you to your senses,
and a knowledge Of who Is your mas
ter. Hugo Chevet, come here"
My uncle climbed the bank, his rife
In hand, with face still bloated and
red from the drink of the night be-
fore. Behind him appeared the slen-
der black-robed figure of the Jesuit,
his yes eager with curiosity. 1t was
sight of the latter which caused Cas-
sion to moderate his tone Of COM
mand.
you will go with Chevet," he said,
pointing to the fire among the trees,
''undl I can talk to you alone"
"a ~prisonerT
mo; a guest" sarcastically, "but do
not overstep the courtesy"
We left him in conversation with the
pere, and I did not even glance back.
Chevet breathed heavily. and I caught
the mutter Of his voice. what mean
eth all this chatter2' he asked gruffly.
Must you two quarrel SO soon?"
why notT' l retorted 1.-THE man
bears me no love; tits but gold he
thinks about"
"Goldi" he stopped and slapped his
thighs. "'Tfs precious little of that
he will ever see then"
"And why not? Was not my father
q land owner?"
"Ayi till the king took It."
"Then even you do not know the
truth. / am glad to learn that, for
I have dreamed that you sold me to
this coxcomb for a share of the spoils."
"What? a share of the spoilsl Bahl
/ am no angel, girl, nor pretend to a
virtue more than l possess. There is
truth In the thought that l might bene-
fit by your marriage to Monsieur Cas-
sion, and, by my faith, l see no wrong
In that. Have you not cost me heavily
In these years? Why should l not
seek for you a husband of worth in
these colonies? Wherefore is that a
crime? We're you my own daughter
I could do no less, and this man is not
Ill to look upon, a fa~ir-spoken gallant,
a friend of La Barre's, chosen by him
for special service" ,Asns4Hs.,.s4e
And with influence In the fur
trade" sssssaxsEw
"Al the better that" he continued
obstinately. "Why should a girl OBJ
ject If her husband be rich2" -"'''"
"But he is not rch," / said plainly,
looking straight into his eyes. "He is
no more than a penniless adventurer;
an actor playing a part assigned him
by the governor; while you and I do
the same. Listen, Monsieur Chevet,
the property at St Thomas is mine by
legal right, and II was to gain pos
session that this wretch sought my
hand"
'sYour legal nghtTs
SAY, restored by the king in special
order"
1T Is not true; I had the records
searched by a lawyer, Monsieur eau
tier Of st. Anne"
/ gave a gesture Of indignation.
"A country advocate at whom those
In authority would laugh. ! tell you
what I say is true; the land was re.
stored, and the fact is known to Ia