The Green Forest tribune., 1916-03-17
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 ioH Dy TnE RED COOK Ir0RDORd1JON
CHAPTER xxV.
Gail Breaks a Promise.

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 M Gall Breaks a Promise.
 The Whitecap would have been un- Aer way except for the delay of the xny little Mrs. Babbitt and her admir- fng husband, who sent word that they could not arrive until after dinner, so the yacht, long and low and slender 2nd glistening white, lay in the middle Of the Hudson river, while her guests. bundled warmly against the crisp breeze, gathered in the forward shelter deck and watched the beginnings of 3he early sunset.
 cap," commented Lucille, as that young man joined them, with happy mother on his arm.
 sIt takes away that deadly clerical e6ect," laughed Arly. His long coat makes him look like the captain, and he's ever so much more handsome"
 e1 don't mind being the topic of dis Gussion so long as Pm present., com Mented Rev. Smith Boyd, glancing ATound the group as if in search of someone.
 'It rather restricts the conversa- tt0h," Mrs. Helen Davies observed.
 The cherub-cheeked Marion Ken neth glanced wistfully over at the rail where Dick Rodley, wing with the eunset in spendor, stood chatting with easy Ted Teasdale and the stiff Ger ald Fosland
 < 9uyHybo oro,c ro;1ou do,o,doa +bo Cheru b-cheeked one.
 It's time that young lady was up on deck." decided Arly, and rose
 She's probably taking advantage of the opportunity to dress for dinner" surmised Mrs. Davies. Tn fact, think it's a good idea for all of us" but the sunset was too potent to leave Tor a few moments, and she sat still
 Where indeed was Gail? In her beautiful little curly maple bed, and algglng two small fists into the maple bfown coverlet. The pallor of the morning had not yet left her face, and 11ere were circles around the brown SXes which gave them wan pathos; Were was crease of pain and worry, y4D, in the white brow.
 3Gail had come to the greatest crisis an her life. So far she had told no one of what had occurred that morn ma. When she had rushed into the 2Setor's study he had sprung up, and, aee1ng the fright in her face and that Sne was tottering and ready to fall, he nad caught her in his strong arms, and She had clung trustfully to him, half Ialnt, until wild sobs had come to her rellef. Even in her incoherence. how. ever, even in her wild disorder of emo- Slon, she realized that there was dan ger, not only to her but to everyone Sne loved, ln the man from whom she mad run away; and she could not tell Sne young rector any more than that ene mad been frightened. It was strange now lnstinctively she had headed for Hey. Smith Boyd's study; strange tnen, but not now. In that moment of nging straight to the protection of his &rms, she knew something about her neH, and about Rev. Smith Boyd. too. bhe knew why she had refused those 0thers who had wooed her: Willis Gunningham and Houston Van Ploon anQ DICK Rodley; poor Dick! and AL nson and all the others. She frankly end complacently admitted to herself that she loved Rev. Smith Boyd but me put that additional worry into the Dackground. It could be fought out taxer She would have been very han py about 1t if she had had time. al. Nlough she could see no end to that 1ltpation but unhappiness.
 Where could she turn for advice. or wnom could she get to share in the puruen which she felt must surely crush her. There was no one If burden she must hear aiQne. unless she could devise s0me plan of effective action. and tba senee of how far she had been resnon. slose for this condition of affairs was one which oppressed her, and humbIed ner and deepened the circles about ger woe-smitten eyes.
 dall took her fists from their nres. sure into the brown coverlet. and held nsr temples between the finger tins eltner hand; and the brown hair sprlnglng into wayward ringlets from tne salt breeze which blew in at tbe natopened window, rippled down over ner slender hands, as if to soothe and com1ort them. She had been wasting ger time in introspection and self. hnaAysls when there was need for aeclslve action! Fortunately sue had
 Fesp1te until Monday morning. in lneRpast few days of huge commercial agreements which so vitally interested ners she had become acquainted with pusness methods, to a certain extent. endt she knew that nothing could be zone on Saturday afternoon or Sun- uAy; therefore Uncle Jim was safe for sWos nights and day. Then Allison would deny the connection of her uncle Jims road with the A.-P., and tnP beginning of the destruction of ne Sargent family would be thor. 1s.-I--