The Morgan County press. (Wartburg, Tenn.) 1916-1926, 1917-04-19
CHAPTER xv-Continued.
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and made his way quickly down TO the
beach by way Of the road through 'he
cluster Of deserted tishermen's nuts.
Fifteen minutes walk brought mn
TO the pool. Ten minutes hard WORK
with the spade sufficed to excavate
shallow trench In the SANDS apoVe
hiph-water mark. He required us
much time again to nerve himself 10
the point of driving off the gulls ana
moving the body. There were likewise
crabs to be dealt with.
When it was accomplished, ana ne
had lifted the last heavy stone into
place above the grave, he waoeu OUT
into the sea and cleansed himsell as
best he might, then lay down 1or d
time in the strength giving light, teei-
ing giddy and faint.
What the gulls and the crabs ana
the SCATTERING surf had left had been
little, but enough for indisputapie
identification.
Whitaker had buried Drummond.
Rv the time he got back to the
farmhouse, the woman was up,
dressed In the rent and stained OUT
dry remnants of her own clothing for
all their defects. infinitely more De-
coming than the garments to when
she had been obliged to resort tne
previous day. and busy preparing
breakfast.
"Well sir" she called heartily over
ber shoulder. "And where, pray,
have you been all this long time!
81 went for SWIM" he salu
eyasively-"thought it might do me
good"
you're not feeling weli7" She
turned to look him over. He avoided
her eye. II had bad night"
"Still got the hump, eh?'
"Still got the hump" he nssenteu'
glad thus to mask his unhapp'ness'
breakfast and strong cup OF leu
or two will fix that" she announced
with confidence.
His stout attempts to match her
cheerfulness during the meal fell as
mally short of conviction. After TWO
or three false starts ne gave II up
and took refuge in his plea OF lnols-
position. She humOred him with
covert understanding that surmlsed
more in a second than he could nave
compressed into ten-mlnute conles-
sion.
The meal over, he rose and sidled
awkwardly toward the door.
You'll be busy for while with the
dishes and things, won't you! ne
asked with an air meant to seem gulle-
less.
oh. yes; for some time" she re-
piled quickly.
CT think I'll take stroll rouno
the island. There might be something
like a boat hidden away somewhere
along the beach"
You won't go out of sight?' she
Dleaded through the window.
ut can't be done" he called PACK
strolling out of the dooryard wltn
much show of idle indecislon.
His real purpose was, in fact, de-
finite. There was another body to DC
accounted for.
To his intense relief, he made nc
further discovery other than scatter
ing drift of wreckage from the motor
boats. He turned at length ant
trudged YEARLY back toward the farm
house.
Since breakfast he had seen moth
Ing of the girl; none of the elaborate
Iy casual chances which he had iron
time to time cast inland had discov
cred any sign of her. But now SIT
apneared In the doorway, and after
slight pause, as Of indecision, moved
down the path to meet him.
He was conscious that. at sight o
her. his pulses quickened. Something
rwelIed in his breast, something tight
ened the muscles of his throat. Tn
way of her body in action, the wa!
of the sun with her hair !
Dismay shook him like an ague; IN
felt his heart divided against itself
he was so glad Of her. and so afraid
He could not keep his eye
from her. nor could he make his dcSir,
he still; and yet and yet E.
They paused beside one of the low
stone walls and the girl sat dow
upop the lichened stones, then looket
nm 70 him with a smile and 4 Sigh
movement of the head that plainly In
1fted him to a place beside her.
II watched you, Off ahd ON, from
tho windows. You might hive beer
looking for a pin. from your pains
taking air, of there along the cliffs.
Ho nodded again. gloOmily. He
CONNECT seemed TO admit of no NOR
compromising method of reply.
.Then you've nothing to tell meT'
He purscd his lips. depreciatory