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tener TH “Realm of Jewels a wee Copsright, 007, by J.B. Lipytocott Company.) DING CHAPTERS. inabed, Cipbrictte arnt tel inlaucd oo the nomer’s outing, ‘There th That seeme ateoped i a ‘They duet two Koglish tour- Tie of ms foto, Lord Wiitrid, and Lady EAith Campbell, ‘who fascinate theto: alay a Mir, aod Mev, Graham, over whom lags a cloud, One ot tho baypea Use, days following their artval pussle ba erening, Ronee fe atta Seale eli ponte BE. tue, bet ie ops awy S instantly the searchlight was back again, laying bare our very.souls and prying into every «popk ang. corner of tho slip and steps . leading down to it. This time we did Not stand petrified, but scurried up _the steps as fast as possible, and the ~ *Mynt obtigingly followed us, marking @ white pathway all the way back to he cdttage. oe g’’Gabrielle gave a vexed little laugh tas we ‘gained the veranda; she di likes’ to’ show the white feather at Fany time, but especially at a false “One would: think we had never «@een,a searchlight before,” she said, «as Lord Wilfrid drew a chair forward and she sat down. "Look!" she continued, »-@mr_enemy, I think.” *\ We locked i. the direction she * péinted, and saw what appeared to be & Very small tugboat about to vanish agound the pcint. in* “Perhaps,” I suggested, “it is the "Boat focking for smugglers, and they ted us. Wouldn't that be ex- said Elizabeth, with a little I should strange white screams, CHAPTER Ul. (Continued.) O she screamed in @ sup- pressed, choking way quite Deartrending to. hear, and “There is wv Py Sebtvers “it would be horrid. tit wo . ets eae + -fWhy,” said Lady Edith, “this poor , @bid ds quite white and shaking, and there was nothing to be afraid of, reall. Let us go indoors. | think uld like the lamplight myself.” 1. Be. We went inside, lighted’ the lamp ‘with its red shade, and grew quite th paertt. nd py in, while Lord oe rid- told us about big gume hunt- e in Africa, and our other guest ‘ Elizabeth held a low voiced con- jon concerning hand-made Iin- je and other subjects of mutual in- Bel 0 at seemed to me Lady Edith was ytized to-night, for she was paler than ervaual.. and @ometimes her head s@reoped a little wearily, as though its tr of hair was burdensome. lips smiled readily, however, I. got so absorbed watching her ples come and go I entirely forgot @how any interest in the pursuit of game, which, as Gabrielle said af- was centainly rude on my for Lord Wilfrid was doing his 1a bb entertaining. en last they rose to go, and even started down the steps o! he veranda, Lady Edith turned and back alone, laying her siender te hand on mine and slipping her -dpther arm around Elizabeth's waist, sateh Ape you will pardon me,” she Paid gently, “l do not mean to be of- ficious, and of course at home we Jooked at such things differently"—— She paused as though she found ression difficult, and them con- - Qinued with some hesitation: » “But you are just three girls living here alone, and I've been thinking Z #pout what you told us to-night, and It ii am 14 as Made me a little uncomfortable, ‘80 easy to be imposed upon that Lin your place [ would be very tious about admitting promiscuous young men. Now, please don't mis- understand me, will you?” Bhe looked anxiously into our eyes WN she spoke, and as we involuntarily ; amiled in response she kissed us and rejoined her brother without another word. It was her first advance be- Segond the ordinary courtesies of mere uaintanceship, and we were grati- © "fed as well as surprised, for With all Ther grace of manner she had an air quot reserve difficult to penetrate, even fechad we been bold enough to at- sgemant it. ‘Her words carried weight, too, for efi@men Mr, Gordon Benton repeated his within the week he was informed fat the ladies begged to be excused, ind Flizabeth wrote home that she not like things she had heard ‘erabotut him, and did not think she Carol to kgow him at all. ss We sat for a long time that night ely the open window in my room, cafwatehing the brightly lighted boats “Adhreading their way among the is- Sands. for Fiizabeth sald the ocean seemed so wide and lonely out of their 2 own window she did not care to look she continued, pushing the her blue kimono away from ¢Gher arm, “as for that boathouse, I towill never go there again after dark. LemMad the queerest feeling!” “hosts,” suggested Gabrielle, “or They would have the wouldn't they? joa? .eeyert,. yo may laugh,” said Eliza th solemnly, “and T know # acted ea fool, but | was just sure some Sfone°was there—or something, I felt Ae though some one besides ourselves on, I oan't explain Yat all, but T was next to the boat- ade aad something moved Inaide, aybe it was a rat, but anyhow T lan't go flown there any more after for while I might be able to e with men, provided I had on my clothes and my most engaging Pression, rats and mice and spiders , ate too much for me, and I don't care pho knows It. CHAPTER IV. FEW days lat T paldva -wisit to Mra, Graham, We could see her cottage from tlie path’ which led to the © vilinge, and every time I *pdiitea it f nid an uncomfortable fecl- hat, she was low and perhaps Cat I’ought to be neighborly. ent. “ ¢ usue Three Girls’ Strange Exploits in a “ Ld nd “Contrabands. | > clapboard house, evidently built for| the sole purpose of affording @ shelter, for ‘certainly no time of hought hi been wasted on verandahs or oth unnecessary, thourh agreoable, ac ressories. As I stood on the narrow froat steps, waiting for n be answered, I st rove very beneficial. Graham herself o,ened the aa with an exclamation of pleas. This is very nice,” she said, “and you are cspecially welcome this morn- ing, for sometimes on “Well,” I remarked, as I seated my- self on the chair she indicated, xt are really neighbors, after all! Are you settled and do you like your net are quite in love with “Settled!” ghe said, shrug. don’ “But,” I suggested, “why not | through the. window at the ovean te ‘Ah, the ocean!” interrupted. ‘How I hate it! Always rolling, al- Ways changing; so deceitful, with its treacherous laughing water, and eo cruel. I dislike salt air anywhere, and this seems to me the most obnox- fous I ever breathed. I do not seo how I am going to live ¢ qtinener, is @ through this I listened in ile iat oe silent astonishment, Graham pau: y laugh. paused with a short ‘Pray exouse me,” she see I'm from the South, the warmth, the flowei many, man, M there, t You could not, expect me to leave him in Virginia happy in Canada, could you weer’ not bring him to Canada ‘Oh, no, no!” she essary vehemence. is be there—1 better. See, this is his nies ture. Do you wonder | am rebellious at the separation? My mother writes that he is quite well and happy, and no longer frets for me. ‘Think of that! He is already 1 without me,” rk YC T “He ts like his father, studying the laughing little face, ot Very like,” she replied, “very, very like. Do you think,” she continued » and the slowly, “that the rearin, ft determines its after lite? 1 ras fH Earnie in environment or hered- y I looked from the picture in my hand to the tense face of th Puzzled how to reply. peeked “I do not know, ‘Why shou} pon one in me to peer iobby so soon! I am apt to th every one is as much intersated in children as I am, but I supp. hat is the way with all mothers. A child less woman loses both the greatest pleasure and the greatest pain in life and I do not know whether to pity or envy her. ‘There wa: movement in the room above, and she held out her hand for She pet irs. “I will put it away,” she sald hur- riedly; “and let us talk of eraiaite els Mr. Graham thinks I allow the boy to absorb me to the exclusion of ing else, and perhaps he is And get started on my Graham was coming down stairs now. I listened to the descent of his slippered feet, and speculated idly whether he’ breakfasted every morning at eleven. He was evidently surprised to see me, and, I thought, not overpleased, although there was no lack of cordiality in his greeting. “So you caught me napping!” he remarked, “The fact is, I'm @ lazy sinner at the best of things—eh, Jullet? I'm extra late to-day, though, but as I only eat a bit of fruit with my roll and coffee, Mrs. Graham says it is no matter if our slavey does growl. "You don’t look as though you lived on rolis and coffee," 1 remarked, by way of keeping up the conversation. ‘Oh, | make it up at lunch and din- Isn't this a jolly ner, I assure you. little box?" He gazed about the bare room with as much pleasure as though it con- tained the luxuries of a palace, and tinued cheerfully: ‘Just look out of the window—how’ that for a view? And then the air we breatho night and day! Pure ozone-none of your strained, adul- terated products, I can tell you! Al- ready Mrs, Graham Is like a different creature.” I glanced curlously at Mrs, Graham, but she refused to meet my eye. “{ have just been saying, Harry,” she remarked, “how different this air is from the South, and how inviger- ating | find it.” 1 smothered a surprised ejacula- tion and rose to go. Surely my new friend was rather bewildering. “Oh, [ say,” exclaimed Mr. Graham, “Just walt a moment till T drink my coffee, and I'll walk along with you, I'nt going to the village for the mail.” ‘As the post office was my ultimate destination also, | resumed my chair, and Mrs, Graham and I carried on a desultory conversation until he re- turned, hat in hand, and announced himself ready. “You will come and see me often, will you not?” she said, holding my hand for a moment. “And you will not mind if I do not always return your visits? I do not go out very much.” “Nonsense!” returned her husband, “Rousing is just what you need, She shouldn't be such a recluse, should she?” He put the question In a laughing voice, but it was evident he | was really annoyed, so I started for the door, fearing I might unwittingly introduce another unwelcome subject if I lingered any longer. I glanced furtively at Mr. Graham as wo walked along, and more than ence found him inspecting me in like manner. The third time I caught bis eye he laughed ‘good-naturedly. “Both taking stock," he remarked, with calm nonchalance, “and both caught in the act. Weil, do I pass muster?” “L hope [ have not been rude,” I returned, a little vexed at his tone of easy familiarity; but he only Jaughed agato,. and n to talk Fred the imate and ae p Soustry) wing a knowledge: eoant whieh ourpriged me, “Surely,” 1 exclaimed, “you have not learned all this since you’ have “ been here?’ “Oh, no,” he returned; “I'm an old stager. The fact ts, I spent several summers here when I was a young chap, and I'm veryeen about it in- deed. Tho sea regularly calls to me, I'm never quite happy away from nd Mrs. Graham?” Well, she doesn't know much about it as yet, but she's learning. | can't induce her to get into a boat, though--more's the pity.” “You are fond of sailing?” “Very fond. When I get out in my catbout, I have no idea of the flight of time.” I had a sudden vision of his wife's figure waiting on the little docl Doubtless she was destined to pass many anxious, expectant hours before the end of the summer, Mr. Graham put our letters in his pocket with his own, for safekeeping, and we turned our faces homeward. On the outskirts of the village we met Lady bdith Campbell, saunteriny along under her white parasol, the Personification of dainty womanhood. She stopped to speak to me, and I was about to introduce my companion when, to my surprise, she held out ber hand cordially, “Why, Mr. Graham!" she exclaim- ed. “What are you doing in*this re- mote corner of the world, and do you mean to cut your old friends?” “I was so astonished, Lady Edith, that I doubted the evidence of my eyes. What brings you here, may I ask? “Wilfrid and I are touring for his health. Is Mrs. Graham with you? tow very charming! We all crossed ‘oth Efygland ogether this spring,” she explained tor my benefit, “and we got to know each other very well, as people do on shipboard. Where is Mrs, Graham, and may I not go and see her this morning?” Mr. Graham hesitated perceptibly, but I settled the question by holding out my hands for the letters and an- nouncing that I meant to take a short cut to the cottage, and would them again soon, As usual, the girls were on the “anda, and I dropped the mail in Elizabeth's lap and flung myself ex- haustedly into the hammock. “L don't like paying visits," I re- marked, “and I just hate taking walks with other people's husband: “Oh, I don't know,” replied brielle. “I rather like married men— they are so ey never sus- pect you of designs on them if you nt, you know, and"— * interrupted Elizabeth, who ad been turning over the mail, “what's this?) What have you been buying, Elise? I'm going to look at it? She held in her hand a small tissue paper package about the size of an ordinary note envelope, and before I could disclaim any responsibility for it she had opened it and as examin- ing the contents. “Oh,” she exclaimed, “look at this." And, nothing loth, we joined her on the steps and looked also, The little package contained a small piece of blue ribbon, and carefully fastened to it was a ring of yellow hair, Such pretty hair it was, too! It might have come from the head of a little child, it was so soft and curled so daintily, In the sunshine it glittered ke spun gold, Elizabeth put her finger under the shining ringlet and looked at me doubtfully, “Where did you get It?” she In- quired, “and what are you going to do with it? “I never saw it before,” I replied, thoroughly puzzled, Gabrielle lifted the ribbon, which was attached at the top to a plece of white notepaper, evidently for the purpose of holding it straight. “There is writing on it," she an- nounced, and we literally put our heads together to decipher the words closely written in pencil. “‘T need you" read Elisabeth. ng World Daily Magazine: Tue E SMUGGLER |The Way to Tipperary” a ee LAMA PAS © a3 gone “There isten. is more,” I continued, 1e sea, datwer “ Yor'S0a" an me ylaa ange But there's work it mean?” questioned live, you brought you must know.” deed, 1 don't! I got the mail and’—— I paused as a sudden light dawned upon me. “It's his," I exclaimed lucidly; and went on to explain that Mr. Graham had given me our mail very hurriedly, ag Lady Edith was waiting for bi and doubtiess tho little package had slipped in between two letters. Eligabeth was folding the tissue- paper carefully about the piece of ribbon, “It is his, of course,” she sald, “and we must return it. But, oh dear! how T wish I had not opened it! “What I want to know,” remarked Gabrielle, who was of a very inquir- ing disposition, “is this: why does Mr. iraham carry'a pleck df yellow ha round in his pocket, when his wife's hair i# almost black “I wish I had not opened tt," re- peated Elizabeth, who wag really troubled, “How shall I ever explain doing it? And to whom shall we re- turn it?" We discussed the question long and anxiously, and finally determined to inclose the package in envelope addressed to Mr, Graham, and send it to the’ cottage by Mary Anne, with it per 4 to whose ‘h I should a verbal message that he had given it to us by mistake. “And,” concluded Gabrielle, won't ask any questions hands it falls into, althou like to know all about it.’ CHAPTER V. rER all, it was Gabrielle who first opened the door In our wall of reservé and al- lowed Gordon Benton to penetrate beyond it, and in the light of after events 1 was very glad, indeed, I was not responsible. it happened this way. She had washed her hair and gone out in the sun to dry it, taking a book and a box of chocolates to help pass away the tine, and after wandering about a little, had established herself at the top of the flight of steps lead- ing down to the boathouse, as the most secluded as well as the sunniost place she could find, Gabrielle's hair, is reddish brown, and when the sun shines .upon It there are gold threads which glitter exceedingly, so we tell her she makes @ point of Boing out of doors to dry it; but she says this is a slander, and she docy it because fresh alr and sup- shine are good for the scalp, w, sho went. And she also 1 Klizabeth's ivory comb with r back, because its bh are very wide apart, and therefore ac- ceptable when it comes to getting cut the tangles, Now, this espectal comb 1s solely for ornament, and Hes in state upon Elizabeth's dressing table, with the brush beside it; they belong to a set brought her from Japan, and have associations which render — them, sacred, 80 [ was astonished at Ga- brielle’s vandalism in proposing to desecrate it Just what really happened I don't know; I believe she got to dreaming out there in the sunshine, but this is what she said: “L was sitting quietly reading when T heard a little thump, and the was that miserable ‘comb balancing on the bottom step. Of course I went after it, and of course before f kot there it ‘toppled over and went through # crack of the slip into the water.” "That slip is hoodooed,” interrupted zabeth. “Why don't you do as E and keep away from it?" ” eontinued Ga Jook through the mt 1914. shire Co, ening Worl.) by Bros (The New York create ay crack. and see it lying on the sand beneath the water, so I took a stick and tried to poke it out. I got along very well by progressing from crack to crack, but at the critical moment J got excited and poked too hard, and it shot out just beyond my reach. That made me wild, for I knew couldn't face Elizabeth without It, so 1 simply lay down aad grappled with my stick.” “Well?” 1 inquired, as she paused reminixcent chuckle. yell, as L was lying there with my face the color of a boiled lobster, fishing away for all I was worth, I rd a voice s ‘Allow me,’ and re he was in a sailboat, the pic- f coolness and comfort. He rolled up his sleeve, though, and went to work, and finally got it, then calm~ ly landed and introduced himself, saying something about having been unfortunate in his visits.” “Then was your opportunity to be dignified and squelching,” I inter- rupted. “You should have frozen him with a glan “[ tried to,’ at once [ remembered my who could be dignified then? “So you brought him home with you as a reward of merit,” laughed Eliza- beth. “I shall never forge: how you looked as you came up the verandah ateps. ex," sald Gabrielle, nd stared as thou; 1 from the Zoo. 1 KIL ; 1 never fore, and I never will again, “1 suppose,” remarked “lizabeth, reflectively examining her recovered property, “we may be said th have dropped into his life: first your bag, then Elise's sidecomb, and now this of mine. It's fate-—we've got to know him, but it wasn't so bad, after all, was it?! Indeed, had all enjoyed the aft- ernoon, Even Gabrielle returned to the verandah, with her hair as high up on her head as she could get it and with her most impressive man- ner, but we none of us refe.ed to our trip up on the steamer, and our vis- itor departed without once mention- ing our property in his possession, al- though my sidecombs were obviously not mates, Which made me very un- comfortable, Elizabeth asked hin to come again, and when reproached for her she returned, “but all ir, and ‘and you two ex we had your cordiality said sho did {t only to please } us, and quite expected to be bored death hepself; from which we knew she was very favorably, im- pressed, A sudden storm up that came afternoon, and when Mr. Benton rose to go the sky was very black and lowering, and the ocean roared oml- nously, so he left his boat tied to our slip and went up Into the village to do some errands and walt until it should be over, Instead of a short squall, however it settled down Into a heavy rain, with howling easterly wind and tossing, turbulent sea, #0 he was obliggd to spend the night in the village, as, of course, he could not cross to his island in his small boat. It was our first real storm in the cottage, and of thi as we heard the boom 6 waves and listened to the wind about our little home until tt vbled upon its founda~ tions, | must admit we were slightly and could not settle to any upation, So we gathered around our stone fireplace, lighted the driftwood Mary Anne had placed ready, and watehed the wonderful green, lavender, scarlet and blue of the crackling flames tn silence, on the rug and against Gabrielle's 8 gradually as her head knee and their fi sumed the dreamy, far-awaypexpres- sion which means they have with- drawn into their own inner world, where outsiders may not follow them nd where memory and anticipation softened by mutual interest and nutual affection, But I did not care, for I also had a little inner with memories, aud liked to antici- eatblnash ohh! bbe LiL! wate world floc aday: Novembet 24) 1914 By Robert Minor'{ | Unhe sipped appreciatively, boat pate the future, now very hazy and indistinct, to be sure, but filled with delightful possibilities and alluring in its very vaguencss, So I leaned back in my low wicker chair and built castles in the air, while the rain beat unnoticed against the windows and the surf thundesed angrily upon the shore. “What's that?" cried Flizabeth sharply, and with one accord we sprang to our feet. had heard a crash, as of metal strik- tal, and the fall of a heavy pparently right beneath us. It's the storm,” sald Gabrielle. “Only the storm.’ But she was white and trembling as she spoke, and cast an apprehen- sive glance at the floor, as though she expected it to open and engulf us. “The cellar,” whispered Elizabeth— is down there. the cellar was a part of our ® had not yet explored, so it, had all the mystery of the unknown, and as we crept stealthily into the © explode and annihilate us. Gabrielle valiantly advanced to the door leading down into it, and opened it the fraction of an inch, > 1s there?” she sald, beginning bravely enough and ending with a quavering whisper, Of course there was no reply, would have b if there had be nant at the st the impenetrat could not p and we frightened to death yet we felt indig- ess, as well ap at arknexa our eyen Gabrielle shut and locked the door. “Shall we go down?" Her votce was rather tremulous, and she looked relieved when we shook our heads decidedly “It we only had a dog," I has- arded, “wo could put it down ahead of us and find out if any one was there; but we haven't.” uN agreed Elizabeth thought- fully; “but we have Mary Anne.” As though In response to her name, the outer kitchen door opened, an¢ Mary Anno herself, wet, draggled and breathless, stood before us. Her usually ruddy face was pale, and her eyes rolled wildly as she looked from one to the other, while her shawl slipped »gnoticed to the floor, and we saw) “hat her gown was badly torn nd her arm : Ms. 1 and bleed been out? as Elizabeth \ho apoke, and rought MAry Anne's wan- eye to a focus and held tt a moment, “You, miss." She picked up her shawl and folded it carefully, smoothing the creases with trembling hands, “Its a wild night, } Elizabeth,’ “The storm and sleep I fur thinking of them I knows who are mayt ut on the sea, so | got shawl and started fur me pr ‘ouse to see If ‘'o ‘ad got fome safe and sound; but I couldn't git down the bluff, Miss Elise, the wind being that vi'lent it clean druv me back. And L stumbled, Mins snd ‘art meself aginst the side ag you kin see fur but it's a night! 1 wave them out on the wide water, Mary Anne paused for breath and looked curiously at us, “But what are ye ali in the kitchen fur?" she inquired in @ more natural way. “Is it afraid ye are, too, and come out ‘ere to look fur me to’ keep ye ap'ny? We told her about our fright, and she promptly reassured us, saying she had locked everything securely carly in the evening, but would go down and investigate, "LH go with you and hold the light" I volunteered; but Mary Anno declined my society more firmly than politely. “And what good would you be, Miss Elise—jumpin' at yer shadder and drippin’ candle grease over me clean or? No, thank ye kindly, I'll go alone; full well | emew there's pa- \* ds on @ night like this.” when she was at dinner.” 4 [tet Me acceptable advice, und we “But,” objected Bllzabeth, “It Pe gladly followed it, but as we left have been some one who knew the kitchen I chanced to had then, It could not have bem @ = = and saw Mary Anne at the cellar strange: oor, her head bent and her whole “One can never tell,” said bearing tense and alert—much the Edith thoughtfully. “But I attitude of a dog who waits an ex- it has made me 1 dia pected command In It: bring many jewels, fortunately, bove the nolse of the storm wo Ve | eyed, #0 we decided to spend the day Another “TARZAN” Story “THE BEASTS OF TARZAN,” a sequel to “TARZ..N OF THE APES,” by KE. R. Burroughs, will be The Evening World's Complete Novel for the week beginning Monday, Nov. 30, In this great story Tarzan goes back to the jungle and tak up bis former life with the wild animals who were his boy! friends and foes. Renomber, “The Beasts of Tarzan” wil! begin on Monday,” Nov. 80. It is date you can’t afford to forgat. robbed. thin’ bigger than a rat down ther It makes one It was very pl t to heat her Uncomfortable, 4 moving about, when she called say it is the work of an expert, * up to us with a laugh that the hang- have put the matter into the i ing shelf had fallen, coming down of the police, hoping to recover é upon tho coal shovel and scuttle, we Jew laughed al and felt a weight lifted “Whom do they suspect?” 1 do not know;” she bi from our he “Them ropes was rotten,” moment, then resumed quiet! Mary Anne, laboriously ascending the sce, the hotcl was crowded last stairs, “and it's a mercy 1 didn’t set with strangers stormbound on the cream there to raise as usual, Island, and it will be difficult to form &n opinion, Mra. Bundy was ry It te which, praise be given, I didn’t. Don't at the storm, and spent most you worty no more, but Ko to an 4 night in her daughter's room. ‘i make some chocolate to warm yeh hike t r it's very comfortin’ to probable the thief got in then, oF mas she appeared up-stairs a 1 have my mother's pearls and @ a tray with three other trinkets | would not care cupa of ateaming chocolate, and filled lose, and 1 do not know what with motherly solicitude to our with them, since it appears uni comfort, she was merely a respect- trust things in one's room, @ comfort ddie-nged servant, whose they are securely put away. i opinions one would receive with due }undy insisted that she locked Tpapect. She had rearranged her her emeralds with her own handsy dress, and her manner was quite and had the key on a ribbon aro! natut and composed aa she drew aside the curtain and looked Into the night, with a comment on Its wild- a @ joined her at the window, and an we stood looking out a beam of Yet wh ttle later, carryini her neck.” “I am glad we left when we éi@.” 1 remarked as she paused. “Not that 1 am burdened with Jewols, but it must be awfully unpleasan’ “It is," she agreed; e te tee ht plerced the enveloping darkness, clined to look spiciously at casting © broad path acroas the black neighbors, not to mention water, and we could see a little boat for me, | have put my treasures: making ite way around the point of thie box and carried it with me where this morning. 1 would island-—now riding the waves gal- landly, sow tipped so far to one side trust my maid, who has been with for years. Ido not know wi 4 certain to capalze. " Bor frien world to do with them and “Our friend the searchlight, ked Gabrielle, in the tone of one than half inclined to dig a h who. welcom bury them deep and safe.” and who welcomes an old acquaintance, Bh Ve @ vexed littie laugh as ao boat careoned dangerously caused me to glance curtously at Mary Anne. She was leaning against the win- dow frame, and waa evidently in but a smothered sound as the little spoke and raised a box wi white paper which she held om lap and which had appeared to come tain bonbons. ain, for hor face was livid and her «yy * . Breath came in short Ranp: pulaively, Leave thtar here Sane “It's nothing, Miss Elise,” she mut- is a little iron safe under the chima tered, dyspepsy ketche: ‘eart now and then. some mother’s won in that little cockle-shell to-night! Come, no get into bed and drink yer chocolat while it's T think,” remarked Elisabeth, as ‘that Mr. Renton’ be beaten, to pieces akainat our slip to-night. 1 wish we could get into the boathouse’ for such emergencies. You must make your brother us & key, Anne. miss,”* she camht: my ey me around And to think of closet in the dining room. [ can’t 9 imagine why it was put there, for it f, is ‘not big enough to hold much sil- ver, even if we had anything but the |= most obvious plate, but it a two pudlocks and you could took It wh and Keep the keys.” te “Do you really mean it? sald Lady Edith increduloual . “Yes—why not? I'm sure we . be pursued for our valuabl oe fou will take all responsibility or aviag. thew, xe ae more ti be 0 xclusive use —lsn't she, girls?” be) Oe 3 So we opened the doo v looked like an ordinary wooden g below the corner closet—and di the little tron safe with its two Jocks—both so rusty from disuse ‘ it took all the st encased turn the Keyan enete Eve Lak “There!” I remar! to Lady Edith and Wooden door, sald) Mary Anne Yes, quietly. I tried to say something, but found myself suddenly too sleepy to articu- Inte, and saw Mary Anne retreat with the empty cups as though through a T slept heavily that night, and dreamed that Gordon Benton made a boathouse of our cellar in spite of our remonstranct also had a curios of Mary Anne and a canile p and repassing my door, but when I ce, “You have removed an from my shoulders,” she sai quick display of dimples, tried to call out and ask her what she ‘ore grateful than I can express, wanted I could make no sound, and should not have had an easy minute could only strug@l aft Bundy's experi with the op- er Mrs. naation which though I am inclined to pressed, amothering Seligve it Elizabeth said always accompanied W8s one of the strange men who nightmare, spent the night here, rather than @ ~ suest or servant of the hotel. I sy Fabien, ties 80, % “And do you know,” she continued | thoughtfully, “my maid says that sev- eral of these men left without waiting for CHAPTER VI. ‘T was a very beautiful world which greeted us the morn- ing after the storm, ‘all soon as it was light, in fact. That in- swept and garnished and |iself seems auspicious, under the airs freshly painted for our Ong is inclined. to suspect every ene delectation, else, and it is all very horrid and un- I wish I could describe it, as we comfortable. Now, do let us go out. stood upon our veranda drinking in #ide,A@uin and not waste this glorious ~ the life-giving ozone and feasting our eyes upon the landscape. Perhaps if 1 were an artist I could better expreas the bright azure of the sky, the deeper blue of the epurkling ocean rippling with white-copped waves, the wonder- ful clearness of the atmosphere, and the glorious sunlight gilding every- thing until the commonest objects were endowed with a charm hitherto unsuspected, I had wakened tired and unre- freshed, and both Gabrielle and Elisa- beth looked rather pala and heavy- We had « delightful morning, for ||| at home, and established ourselves upon the veranda for one of the long, lazy mornings in which we frequently indulged, Lady Edith Cambell soon joined us, fresh and dainty in her pretty morn ing costume and simple hat, and we greeted her with enthusiasm. “Wilfrid bas gone fishin marked, as she removed her hat, “and he means to be away all day, F shall not bo missed, How very cosy you all look, and what a wonderful morn- ing, is it nov?” if storms bring days like this,” re- marked Gabrielle, from the hum- muck, hull not care bow often they cone . ‘Oh, shall you not?" replied Raith, with «little shivers. "L ante ? believe | agree with you, Last night was terrible even in the village; what it must have been in this exposed place L cannot imagine. Lam always afraid of the wind, and then, too"—— She paused uncertainly and looked at us ‘Such @ dreadful thing happened! Do you care to hear hotel gossip?” We hastened to assure her that we loved all x hotel or otherwise, and she resum “Well, last night Mrs. Bundy, the fat old lady who had the table next to ours, you know" “Who wore a diamond sunburst on her forefinger and headlights in her ears,” interrupted Gabrielle ‘And came to breakfast in a velvel teagown, with an emerald necklace,” ¥ supplemented Elizabeth. "Of course we remember ber, Did she dio of apoplexy or anything’ “She was robbed," sald Lady Edith gravely, "All her jewels were taken, and they were very valuable, Poor old woman! Waa it not dreadful? our guest was even mo. arming n than usual, oF Ps After lunch Elisabeth declared her ving down the cellar he? see what it was like, saying that 4 made her vere uncomfort ‘ know what she lived over; hee disgusted expression. “Mary Anne is scrubbing,” aa- nounced, “and the whole Fiske te as until to-morrow. need a boat.” “What's the use of bothering?” In. quired Gabrielle placidly. not worry me if Pineve explored don't care what it looks like.” “Well, I do," returned Bi “and I'm golng down there inten@on of ;- returned immediately, with « wet as the ocean. I'll have to Just pow I weald cellar. Just so I know it's there, the thing in the morning, if I don’t forget | ‘Suppose we walk down to. the wharf in the village,” suggested Edith, “and meet Wilfrid. We t induce him to take us for a sail.’ Hut T still felt very Indolent and preferred the hammock, with tte many pillows and cool breese, to the Jong, hot walk to the village, so other three started cheerfully . leaving me to my own devices. For a while I swung idly to and fro, watching the dancing water an@ admiring the effect of the she re- 1 was think- ‘ay of poor Mra. lost emeralds, and and her mother’s 1s, and wishing she had opened the box and shown them to us before locking them away, when I heard @ step upon the gravel path, and Gor- don Benton lifted his cap and smiled amicably upon me, as though he were quite in the habit of paying us daily visits. I noticed then what white teeth he had, and how he smiled with hi as well as his lips, but thi unimportant digression, « “I apologize for coming so often,” he remarked, appropriatin; com: fortable chair, “My excuse is that I wish to return your property, I forget it yesterday.” He drew brielle’s bag oke, and reg he continued, “ pose it belongs to one of you; I it on k the steamer coming up, you Just where you had been mite |) 1 acknowledged our ow the property, and extended for it, but he held it thoug! though unwilling to relh ae Cuatini sup, She ts In « state of hysterical collapse oe who can wonder?” this morning, “Robbed! dausly, 4 exclaimed incredu-