The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1930-11-14
THE Handsome Man
by Margaret TMgmbulJ

island, who had been thinking how
best he could in q modest way intro
duce TO his poor. but proud, sister the
great story of his success, his millions.
"Yes." said his sister, with mat
ter-of-fact calmness that deceived her
brother. and then proceeded TO spike
all his guns by her declaration: I'm
Lady Sandison, of Sandisbrae."
She kept her eyes away from her
brother, until she thought he had di-
gested this and then added: I'm
travelling. with my stcpson, Sir Geor-
die. We thought we'd jist drop in
and see you on our way"
The master of the island stared back
at his sister. There was consider
able pause during which Robert
thought hard before he asked: How
did you manage it. Aggy?"
Lady Sandison looked at him with
quiet dignity.
"It's a long story, but it'll be told
in time, Rob. Are we invited TO bide
the night, or am | to tell the taMman
to waltz"
Here, joe" called Macbeth, put
the bags in the hall Open the door
yourself. There are no servants in
the house. Get the trunks up from the
station tonight"
"Sure-a. ALA right" Joe responded
blithely, and carried the bags toward
the door.
Lady Sandison waved her hand, and
summoned her stepson imperatively.
He started toward them.
rs he no beautiful?" asked Aggy
proudly.
Macbeth groaned. Handsome is as
handsome does he countered.
AYE" agreed Lady SandisOn, sin
the same way that beauty is only skin
deep. and Guild kens that's deep
enough. Sir Geordie, this is my
brother, Rob-"
SLOW are you, Mr.. Macbeth" Sir
George asked quickly. "Can | do any
thing?" he continued as Rob Macbeth
shifted uneasily in his chair and
grOaned with pain at even that slight
movement.
'Sir George, you're welcome TO my
house and everything in it." Macbeth
paused. thinking with little awe of
the changes time brings. The last
time he had seen this man was as a
tiny boy. in Aggy's arms. With a start
he continued cordially:
I'm unable to do the honors. My
daughter is out and there are no
servants. temporarily. Will you go in
and make yourself at home? You will
find plenty to smoke and drink in the
library MY sister has something to
say to me before | ask you to help
me in.''
Thanks" Sir George said, hesitat-
ing little. "Frightfully good of you.
I'm sure. I'll leave you to talk over
things, but remember I'm within call
if you need strong arm" He nodded
TO Aggy and went toward the door
way. inwardly amused and puzzled
at this country that could make a
millionaire of Rob Macbeth and yet
leave that millionaire alone and serv-
antless on his island. But he knew
he was going to like Macbeth. He
was as fine and simple in his way as
good old Aggy.
Rob Macbeth gave long sigh, as
Sir George disappeared. "Out with it,
Aggy," he said quietly, turning on his
sister. 81 remember you of old. You
never made a trip all the way from
Sandisbrae TO this island, without
wanting something. What is it?'
ats this way, Rob-" began his sister.
AS Aggy laid frankly before him the
urgent reasons for her visit Robert
MacBeths daughter sat in the cabin
az Indian Lodge some ten miles way
The Lodge was an old Pennsylvania
stone house on the highway between
New York and Philadelphia, lately re-
stored and operated as an inn.
Roberta Macbeth had often dined
here with her father when servants
had failed them at home. for the
Lodge was famous throughout the
county for its food, but this was her
first visit without him. Indeed, so
short time was it since Roberta had
left school that this was the first time
she had ever dined quite alone with
a young man. She was determined,
however. to keep that fact to herself.
CTO BE CONTINUED.)