The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1923-04-11

no selected a running-up oleek, We
waited hresthlcssly fer tho shot.
Norman's eaddy and Mlehael's ser
want, aitho they had no idea. Of
course. OF tho Significance OF the
match. had gathered from our tense
air that Il was OF no ordinary inter.
est We all watched Michaora ball.
when AT last ho played H. epollbound
II was "a low shot. beautifully straight
for tho flag. and could scarcely
keep back little cry OF Joy when
saw Il land on the green and run
slowly two or three yards past the
hole.
"a fine recovery" Norman said
thlckly MY turn now to play tho
like"
He took his puttor and my heart
sank as | saw him strike the ball
well aud firmly. For a moment IL
seemed as tho no had holed II and
the match was over. II came 20 u
standstill about rs inches short.
This for half Michael re-
marked ms he went toward his ball.
saw him half close his eyes az no
took up his stance. and | wondered
for a moment what he was thinking
OF. lie took the line carefully and
struck the ball straight for the back
OF the hole. ] have lite gasp II
seemed as tho the half were assured
Then a cry OF diAmay from Michacl's
caddy startled me. The ball. altho
Il had seemed 20 hit the back OF the
hole, spun around and came out
again, Again IL lay within a foot or
30 OF tho hole. Michael stood quite
still, looking at Il.
Norman took out his putter, and
! scarcely dared 10 watch. He was
only few inches from the hole. The
result seemed certain.
This for the match" he sald.
looking across at his opponent
"For tho match" Michael repeated.
hopelassly.
Norman struck tho ball with a
little stab-and could scarcely be-
lieve my eyes. II missed tho hole,
passing Il on the lrft-hand side and
coming TO a stands,iil NJ least two
feet away. Norman looked down az
the ground In puzzled manner.
This is the rostenest green on the
course" no muttercd. Whose play.
caddy7"
The caddy considered the matter
for moment and pointed 20 Mi-
chael. This time there was no mis-
take The ball went we'll and i-uly
TO the bottom OF the hole. Norman
again surprised me. He studied his
ridiculous little putt with exaEgerat-
ed care, brushed away some fAncisd
lmpcdimcnt and rcprovod his caddy
sharply for talking. when he hit
the ball. he hit Il crispiy enough.
but again with that little stab which
drew It once more 10 tho wrong side
OF the hole. There was little muir
muir.
y never saw such filthy putting
In my iitel" Norman exclaimed. look
Ing exactly like normal man who
has lost an important match BY a
moments carelessness. Your match.
Monsieur nenisande think per-
haps you deserved IL You had all
tho worst OF the luck until my put
,ius paralysis vet In"
Michael took m his hat. and saw
great beads OF perapirntlon upon hl1
forehead
II am thinkfui for my win" he
said quietly. but scarcely expcct-
ed IT.
"Janet and I viii leave ST. Jean DO
Luz at anco.- Norman announced
1T will not b necessary Mishasi
reiolned quickly. Tomorrow start
for tho u,ountains hhali b gone
Tor week or more. beg that you
viii not hurry your departure.
May speak 70 you for a moment
JanotT'
Norman made his way. without re-
mark. TO the clubhouse He neither
spoke TO nor looked toward Michael
again. Men are strange beings This
was the passing OF the feud which
left them both foresworn-
I spared Michael the question
which / knew was upon his lips,
Beatrice Ia well" told MIN. "shs
Is stiIl unmarried"
II arm sorry to hear that she II I'm.
married" he said. 'altho no man ir
tbs world could be worthy OF her.
am going TO instrust you with mis-
sion. II over the truth concerning
me should come TO light. want hci
TO know this"
Ho drew from his pocket letter.
case OF black SILK with platinum
clasps. a simple but very elegant
trifls for man. Out Of Il he drew
what appeared 20 be It's solo con
tents. a crumplcd card, upon which
was written. in Bentrice's handwrit
Ing, her own name The card wa
sneared as tho with the stain o
crushed flowers
II planned my DEATH no con
tinued with n faint return 70 his OLE
cynical smile. very much az hay'
lived my lile-with my tongue in M
cheek. Tlrn I read In sons French
paper that Beatrice had sent flower
to the hospital for my funeral. ant
felt all the bitter shame OF mai
who had done an ugly thing. l mad
what atonenens l could. Afte
having reached absolute safety.
risked my lifo in almost foolhard,
fashion. / attended my own funeral
I stole that card and ono OF tn
flowers from the grave. II ever sh
should Learn the truth" he added. hi
face turned away toward the noun
talnS, II should like her to knoy
that. She may reckon It as atone
mont."
laid my hand upon his arm
Speech OF any sort seemed to hay
become extraordinarily difficult.
The last we saw OF Michael wa
In lts way, allegorical. As "
climbed one Of the grassy Blopes q