Nichoison « ILLUtiTRAT/Om BY RAY WALTCR<5 COPYRKHT t907 BV BOBSS -71TOR ILL CO. SYNOPSIS. Miss Patricia Holbrook and Miss Helen Holbrook, her niece, were entrusted to the care of Haurence Donovan, a writer, summering near Port Annandale. Miss Patricia confided to Donovan that she feared her brother Henry, who, ruined by a bank failure, had constantly threatened her for money from his father’s will, of which Miss Patricia was guardian. They came to Port Annandale to escape Henry. Donovan sympathized with the two women. He learned of Miss Helen’s an noying suitor. CHAPTER III.—Continued. ‘’Drop one of the canoes into the water,” I said; and I watched the prowling boatman while Ijima crept back to the boat house. The canoe was launched silently and the boy drove it out to me with a few light strokes. I took the paddle, and we crept close along the shore toward the St. Agatha light, my eyes intent on the boat, which was now drawing in to the school pier. The prowler was feeling his way carefully, as though the region was unfamiliar; but lie now landed at the pier and tied his boat. 1 hung back in the shadows until he had disappeared up the bank, then paddled to the pier, told Ijima to wait, and set off through the wood path toward St. Agatha's. Where the wood gave way to the broad lawn that stretched up to the school buildings I caught sight of my quarry. He was a young fellow, not above average height, but compactly built, and stood with his hands thrust boyishly in his pockets, gazing about with frank interest in his surround ings. He was bareheaded and coat less, and his shirt-sleeves were rolled to the elbow. He walked slowly along the edge of the wood, looking oft toward the school buildings, and while his manner was furtive there was, too, an air of unconcern about him and I heard him whistling softly to himself. He now withdrew into the wood and started off with the apparent in tention of gaining a view of St. Aga tha's from the front, and I followed. He seemed harmless enough; he might be r. curious pilgrim from the summer resort; but I was just now the guardian of St. Agatha’s and I in tended to learn the stranger’s busi ness before I had done with him. He reached the driveway leading in from the Annandale road without having disclosed any purpose other than that of viewing the vine-clad walls with a tourist’s idle interest. The situation had begun to bore me, when the school gardener came running out of the shrubbery, and instantly the young man took to his heels. “Stop! Stop!” yelled the gardener. The mysterious young man plunged into the wood and was off like the wind. , ! “After him, Andy! After him!” I yelled to the Scotchman. I shouted my own name to reassure him and we both went thumping through the beeches. Whoever the young gentleman was. he had no in tention of being caught; he darted in and out among the trees with astound ing lightness, and I saw in a moment that he was slowly turning away to the right. "Run for the gate!" 1 called to the gardener, who was about 20 feet away from me, blowing hard. I prepared to gain on the turn if the young fellow dashed for the lake; and he now led me a pretty chase through the flower garden. He ran with head up and el bows close at his sides, and his light boat shoes made scarcely any sound. He turned once and looked back and, finding that I was alone, began amusing himself with feints and dodges, for no other purpose, 1 fancied, than to perplex or wind me By this time I had grown pretty angry, for a foot race in a school gar den struck me with disgust as a child ish enterprise, and I bent with new spirit and drove him away from his giddy circling about the summer house and beyond the only gate by which he could regain the wood and meadow that lay between the garden and his boat. He turned his head from side to side uneasily, slackening his pace to study the bounds of the garden, and I felt myself gaining. Ahead of us lay a white picket fence that set off the vegetable garden and marked the lawful bounds of the school. There was no gatq and I felt that here the chase must end, and I rejoiced to find myself so near the runner that f heard the quick, soft patter of his shoes on the walk. In a moment I was quite sure that I should have him by the collar, and I had every intention of dealing severe ly with him for the hard chase he had given me. But he kept on, the white line of fence clearly outlined beyond him; and then when my hand was almost upon him he rose at the fence, as though sprung from the earth itself, and hung a moment sheer above the sharp line of the fence pickets, his whole figure held almost horizontal, in the fashion of trained high-jumpers, for what seemed an infinite time, as though by some witchery of the moon light 1 plunged into the fence with a force that knocked the wind out of me, and as 1 clung panting to the pickets the runner dropped with a crash into the midst of a glass vege table frame on the farther side. He turned his head, grinned at me sheep ishly through the pickets, and gave a kick that set the glass to tinkling. Then he held up his hands in sign of surrender and I saw that they were cut and bleeding. We were both badly blown, and while we regained our wind we stared at each other. He was the first to speak. “Kicked, bit or stung!" he mut tered, dolefully; “that saddest of all words, ‘stung!’ It’s as clear as moon light that I’m badly mussed, not to say cut.” ’May I trouble you not to kick out any more of that glass? The gardener Held Up His Hands in Sign of Surrender. will be here in a minute and fish you 1 out.” ' “Lawsy, what Is it? An aquarium, that you fish for me?" He chuckled softly, but sat per-! fectly quiet, finding, it seemed, a cer-1 tain humor in his situation. The gardener came running and swore in brodd Scots at the destruction of the frame. We got over the fence and re leased our captive, who talked to him self in doleful undertones as we hauled him to his feet amid a renewed clink of glass. “Gently, gentlemen; behold the night-blooming cereus! Not all the court-plaster in the universe can glue me together again.” He gazed rue fully at his slashed arms, and rubbed his legs. “The next time I seek the garden at dewy eve I’ll wear my tin suit.” “There won't he any next time for you. What did you run for?” “Trying to lower my record—it’s a mania with me. And as one good question deserves another, may I ask why you didn’t tell me there was a. glass-works beyond that fence? It wasn't |Sportsmanlike to hide a mur derous hazard like that. But I clearec! those pickets with a yard to spare, and broke my record.” “You broke about seven yards of glass,” I replied. “It may sober you to know that you are under arrest. The watchman here has a constable's license.” “He also has hair that suggests the common garden or boiled carrot. The tint is not to my liking; yet it is not for me to be captious where the Lord has hardened his heart.” “What is your name?” I demanded. “Gillespie. R. Gillespie. The ‘R’ will indicate to you the depth of my hu mility: I make it a li{e work to hide the fact that I was baptized Regi nald.” 'T’ve been expecting you, Mr. Gilles pie, and now I want you to come over to my house and give an account of yourself. I will take charge of this man, Andy. I promise that he shan’t set foot here again. And, Andy, you need mention this affair to no one.” “Very good, sir.” He touched his hat respectfully. "I have business with this person. Say nothing to the ladies at St. Aga tha's about him.” He saluted aud departed; and with Gillespie walking beside me I started for the boat-landing. He had wrapped a handkerchief about one arm and I gave him my own for the other. His right arm was bleeding freely below the elbow and I tied it up for him. “That jump deserved better luck,” I volunteered, as he accepted my aid in silence. “I’m proud to have you like it. Will you kindly tell me who the devil you are?” “My name is Donovan.” “I don’t wholly care for it,” he ob served, mournfully. “Think it over and see if you can’t do better. I'm not sure that I’m going to grow fond of you. What’s your business with me, anyhow?” “My business. Mr. Gillespie, is to see that you leave this lake by the first and fastest train.” “13 it possible?” he drawled, mock ingly. “More than that,” I replied in his own key; “it is decidedly probable.” Meanwhile, it would be diverting to know where you’re taking me. I thought the other chap was the con stable.” I m taking you to the house of a friend where I’m visiting. I’m going to row you in your boat. It’s only a short distance; and when we get there I shall have something to say to you.” He made no reply, but got into the boat without ado. I turned over in my mind the few items of information that I had gained from Miss Pat and ! her niece touching the young man who was now my prisoner, and found that I knew little enough about him. j tie was the unwelcome and annoying I suitor of Miss Helen Holbrook, and I had caught him prowling about: St. Agatha's in a manner that was inde fensible. He sat huddled in the stern, nursing his swathed arms on his knees and whistling dolefully. The lake was a broad pool of silver. Save for the soft splash of Ijima's paddle behind me and the slight wash of water on the near shore, silence possessed the world. Gillespie looked about with some curiosity, but said nothing, and when I drove the boat to the Glenarm landing he crawled out and followed me through the wood without a word. I flashed on the lights in the library and after a short inspection of his wounds we went to my room and found sponges, plasters and ointments in the family medicine chest and cared for his injuries. "There's no honor in tumbling into a greenhouse, but such is R. Gilles pie's luck. My shins look like scarlet fever, and without sound legs a man's better dead.” "Your legs seem to have got you into trouble; don’t mourn the loss of them!” And I twisted a bandage un der his left knee-cap where the glass had cut savagely. “It’s my poor wits, if we must fix the blame. It’s an awful thing, sir, to be born with weak intellectuals. As man’s legs carry him on orders from his head, there lies the seat of the difficulty. A weak mind, obedient legs, and there you go. plump into the oosom oi a mooming asparagus bed, and the enemy lays violent hands on you. If you put any more of that sting-y pudding on that cut I shall undoubtedly hit you, Mr. Donovan Ah, thank you, thank you so much!” As I finished with the vaseline he lay back on the couch and sighed deeply and I rose and sent Ijima away with the basin and towels. “Will you drink? There are 12 kinds of whisky—” “My dear Mr. Donovan, the thought of strong drink saddens me. Such poor wits as mine are not helped by alcoholic stimulants. I was drunk once—beautifully, marvelously, nobly drunk, so that antiquity came up to date with the thud of a motor car hit ting an orphan asylum; and I saw Julius Caesar driving a chariot up Fifth avenue and Cromwell poised on one foot on the shorter spire of St. Patrick's cathedral. Are you aware, my dear sir, that one of those spires is shorter than, the other?” “x certainly am not,” I replied, bluntly, wondering what species of madman I had on my hands. "It’s a fact, confided to me by a prominent engineer of New York, who has studied those spires daily since they were put up. He told me that when he had surrounded five high balls the north spire was higher; but that the sixth tumblerful always raised the south spire about 11 feet j (TO above it. Now, wouldn't that, dodd!1; you?” “It would, Mr. Gillespie; but may I ask you to cut out this rot—” “My dear Mr. Donovan, it’s indeli cate of you to speak of cutting any thing—and me with my legs. But I’m at your service. You have tended my grievous wounds like a gentleman and now do you wish me to unfold my past, present and future?” "I want you to get out of this and be quick about it. Your biography doesn't amuse me; I caught you prowling disgracefully about St. Aga tha’s. Two ladies are domiciled there who came here to escape your annoy ing attentions. Those ladies were put in my charge by an old friend, and I don't propose to stand any nonsense from you, Mr. Gillespie. You seem to be at least half sane—” Reginald Gillespie raised himself on the couch and grinned joyously. “Thank you—thank you for that word! That's just twice as high as anybody ever rated me before.” "I was trying to bkfield, Mn.aMra. Sarah Lousiguont, 207 S. Market St. Paterson, N*J.“® Mrs. Wm. 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