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"It 11131, dreadful when he went!" no doubt as an Anteri('an who came
she said simply. She lookad up at their village and was never heard of
Mr. Ferguson, her eyes Browne 1 in again Mr. Ferguson made a row
tears, her mouth quivering' like a and 1,•e went up, a band of
t•hild'e, ten of us,. armed, and asked for in-
ce did not answer, but elle was formation. But the head ratan of
sate -lint with his silence. He un-. the village had never seen the Ant
cdersto(d h.'r sorrow, and instiuctiv- ericano, and the others said the
ely she knew it. same; and we could only prove that
'fhcy looked at the pe.eas of no he had been seen going in that lir-
mountains. In the valleys the col- ect:ion. But the head man of the
ours had deepened to gloomy purplus village had never seen the man and
and deep.'st blues.
Finlayson put his head in at the
dour.
"I have put in the horses, sir."
Mr. Ferguson rose to his feet,
"I must be off. In three days 1
shall conte for you. Until then
good-bye!"
Ho left her and she heard him
speak to Anita and the baby as ho
pa -sed through the outer room. She
stood at the window, looking out at
the changing colours on the moun-
tains, feeling vaguely soothed and
rested. -
The days with the Finlay son,' Pen
would have enjoyed at another time;
Nit 110ll• h,• could not keep lice•
thoughts from Arthur's marriage.
There would rise in her brca.t a
surge of rr'sentn.al: at the misialc0,
the pity, the misery of it all. tir-
agirl for wtnlm the coulnrv, and they say the sec
thtu was marrying
he cared not a jot, after having
to
handed down from father
sllutul 1,.i i, l3' n e(1a'ard without to son of the head men in this vil-
Itonont' o1• manliness. Pen knew not loge, T say it's all bunkum!. 11
wheal 111 ?Thy the nlo.st-Patty, 01• these was golf it would have been!
Arthur, 1,r herself. She was that+tk- known long rico. One of them would
l'ul to Mr. Ferguson for having eget have told. Still, it's queer that white
up Iva., among. the mountains melt should dissappea' who go there
_ away 1'r-., the bustle and the ex- to look for it. Anita believes there
citemeet of the wedding -day, is gold, don't you. Anita?"
Site I!!;. d the Finlaysone. Ani -a "1 keew• it!" said Anita, her rave
w•ae pre; ty au',i smiling and anxious looking for a moment solemn. "'There
to du her utmost to please the grits•st :, gobs, lett not for the white man."
of "Illistat• r Ferguson," Who \•,113 "Anita haS a d1.11) of 'Indian blood
a god in th, eyes of the Fillay^all iii iter, and she believe•, all their
family. Finlay: un was busy et his yarns," said Anita's husband. "Rot,
work all ,lay. He looked after at any way, don't you ,310 toward: the
hardy breed of Inouna}u Punks village. T do not suppose they'd
which his master was ralisil•e•. Au i touch you, but you keep this side of
iia had her household duties and her old I'irtc'e's hut''
baby, and Pen had the long days to ' •
3'illg "My husdanul believes mashing•'
herself. She pa -sed them wand,
up the mountain -sides and exploring'said Amite when he had gone. "But
the valleys. Finlayson told her not it ❑11 'tare. Tlu're is gold -.heaps
to go far towards the on,t. There tend !vamps mut heaps•; and it is hid -
was a 11ilegc of Indians, 1'>me utiles den soulewhtmc. `i'll, c•aniyu1' knows,
away, who were not distinguished for but he can nc•vare say where---novau'n
their good behaviour. They were ltt'vare! Ile would die a 'orri'ble
quiet as a rule, but there were tales death if he told."
of their treatment to white men , This was all that Anits ('1(1(31 11'11.
which had a gruesome sound. Pen would have liked to hear more
"I don't say as the tales are true,. of the homed or hidden treasnrd, but
nu 511311 I1uliayson, "lint there's neither ]husband or wife could loll
here prospecting' for gold went to her More. She dud not go farther
than old Pierce 's hut, or indeed. as
.far It was 1'101' miles from the Fin-
,.., laysons' house, and the path was
steep. She never got within 11 mile
of it.
The wedding clay dawned bright
and clear, At the hacienda, Pon
thought, the heat must be almost
overpowering, Up here it was
warm, To -morrow she was to bo
taken back to the Fe1'gusons' to
take up her work of managing the
house. Arthur and Patty would be
gone from her life, and she would
be alone hen a strange land. The
hours crept away. Now they would
1>e at Cancra, now they would be on
the steamer sailing for Lima, bound
together for life! The sunshine scent-
ed to glitter harshly; the mountains
looked cruel and stern, She could
not rest or eat, but wandered about
the whole slay until Anita looked at
her with wander in her ayes.. A
the others said the same; and we
could only prove that he had been
seen going in that direction. Noth-
ing could 'he clone, and ,l'Ir. Fer-
guson had to let the matter drop.
But don't you walk fax in that dir-
ection, not farther than old Piercet's
cottage, that you see on the skit, of
the hill."
"Why, should the Indians have kil-
led the American?" Pen asked.
- "1 don't say that they ]tilled hint.
He went that way, and wasn't seen
again. He might have fallen over
a cliff; but there was 0 rumor o1' a-
nother elan who dissappenred in the
way. These Indians, they- do say,
know the secret of some place where
there's gold -heaps of gold. 'They
hid it hundreds o1' ,years ago, when
the Spuniads came and cronynt'red
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.•udcb'n -tore rodeo aril turned th
sky black ant! Iruv,' al l itis hp 011-
l y with a wild h3'iek. Lightning
rlan.hed !•n arrows of light throughthroug
the valley and against tin' mountain -
:hie and around the peaks.
Pen was half fascinated, half
frightened by the noise and rattle of
the storm. Anita lay' With her head
buried in the bed -clothes, screaming
as the thunder rolled an 1 calmed
(1
about them. Pen had to hush the
crying baby and try to reassure
Anita, though she herself was really
frightened by the clatter and rever-
beration of the storm. But the
thunder grew more distant, and sky
as blue as forget-me-nots peeped
out between the black masses of
scurrying clouds. The storm was
gone. Anita raised her head and
took her baby. -
The day was ending and Pen wat-
ched the sun set in clouds of gold
and red, the more gorgeous for the
passed storm. The stars twinkled
in the sky, which began to deepen
into dark blue. A new moon shone
over the topmost distant peak, and
made it like .a fairy pinnacle in at
fairy world. Pen arose, put on her I
hat, Find went out of the house. -
"Where is mess going?" askedAnita.
Finlayson had gone early in the
morning to the hacienda to the
wedding festivities.
e Chapter X\'I.
A hur.senent cumin • .,lowly up !:1n
steep path not her coming down,
1'.t,• moonlight and the starlight made
:01,1.3,' feature of her face plain to
hi:, gaze.
"I cannot boar it! I cannot bear
it!" she subbed. •
Patrick Ferguson jumped from his
horse and cane to her side .
"What cannot you bear, poor
child?" he asked.
"Arthur is gone!" she said, look-
ing up into his face.
"11335, Ile is gone."
"Ho has married Iter,"
"They were married this morning."
Pon sobbed again. Ile hold her
hand and looked into her face,
"1 was afraid of this," he said.
"I tried to make you speak. I was
I sure that he teals under some promise
to you; but you vowed that he was
free."
Pen dragged a handkerchief from
her pocket and wiped her eyes.
"lie was free; 1 told hint so. He
was a coward; but he is my cousin,
and note 1 13111 all alone!"
"Finlayson is behind with the bug-
gy; 1 atm riding his horse. I have
come to fetch you back to the hac-
ienda to -!light. My sister sent ole
sent me for you; but you need not
conte unless you wish."
The sounds of horses feet came
to their ears. Pen inacle a convulsive
effort to regain command of her-
self, and suc•ce1ded. Finlayson, as
he drove round the corner, saw only
his master leading his horse by the
rein:, and Miss Herringlhanl walls
ing by his side with bowed heart.
"Drive on; we will walk," called
his master,
Time followed the carriage slewh-
atnd Pen recovered herself, feeling
ashamed of h,11' outburst.
"You had better tell me all about
it," ea!d Mr. Ferguson.
And :he told him the whole miser-
able story-'aow :rte had loved and
trusted Arthur, end how her .love had
been ehattered by the sight of him
during the shipwreck.
"They say a woman ought never
to change, but I did;' .she said,
"Do you call yo(r:wit a W01111111,
you child?" 107.15 01, his lips, but he
did not speak.,
"Ile is my cousin, and now I 5;'11111
all alone!" she :aid.
She did not toll 3011'. Ferguson how.
Arthur had tried to make her run
away with hila from the hacienda,
or how he had spoken of Patty and
her money. She loyally 10311. that to
herself. Mr. Ferguson filled in for
hin111elh' the gasps i11 her tale, and
they were filled in remarkably well..
"Had you told ole this I could
have stopped the marriage," he 5 1iid.
"Patty must have refused hint had
she known,"
Pen knew that Patty would have
taken Arthur whatever she had told;
but she did not say this to Patty's
uncle.
She walked b0: ide him and dried
her tears. The 111(1011 shone upon
Iter face; the c u11110e before them
looked a dark liars, filling up 3111e
mountain path,
"I think it would -be 'better for
,you not to decide to stay with us,"
said Mr. P'ergtlson "not to decide
for some little while, say a month,
You may not like-"
I am not myself to -night," said
Pen quickly. "You have been kind
to ane, very kilnd---you and Miss Fer-
guson, Ido not know how I can ever
repay you. It is the storm that has
upset me, T ant realty happy at the
hacienda, 13 was only 4110 st'ang-
ness of thinking that 1 was left alone
so far from England with----with,"--
"With strangers. That is it, is. it.
not?"
"I cannot :try in; I am only going
down the road a little way-. i shall
not. 1>e long."
"There is nlecs'5 supper nearly
ready."
"I shall be back s0011," send Pon.
She escaped into the freshness of
the ,glorious evening. But 'Pen had
no eyes for the beauties of moue
ta!n and valley and sky.
Arthur was married! lie haat ,zone
out of her lire forever! Arthur Del-
ar",v was the only friends elm had
from the 111)11)l'0, th0 dear 01,3 111'e
or England nod ch!111110od It 10,11-
•11 30 her tlr(t she tt a left alone in
a strange world, f,1,, far from every-
one she knew and for whorl she.
'1lred. Arthtn' was gone, perhaps
perhaps rim would never see him
reedit. 113• was gone in anger. She
was left, alone with strangers in a
C •urge land. She w^1s almost pen-
niless. and she would find !? dil'ficuit
to leave the hacienda, even if she
wished.
A great horror of her loneliness,
of her friendlessness surged over
her. Was she to spend her life here
among these cruel mountains with a
ltlall t111(1 W0lna1) t.o 101111111 she was
1111110130 a servant, paid to look riliter
their comforts? Arthur had cared
reviler, coward that he was! Tie
W11,1 a lime with her old i11e, with
the dear ]rectory and the \'idlage.
Thera was the scent of the lilac's ov-
erheard and the apple hloa oi11 lying
around her feet on the long uncut
grass of the Rectory garden. There
was the grave in the churchyard
where her futler and Mother lay
hurled. A rush of pity for herself.
ovel'lvhehned her. She wrung Iwo
hands and er!ed as she flurried down
the path she knew, not where.
"I cannot bear it! T cannot bear
111"
The storm of the hour before had
unnerved her; there was electricity
in the air. At another time she
would have laug115(1 at her owe fen -
cies and fears. Miss Ferguson was
kind; ler brother was the same,
She would be as happy at the hac-
ienda as in some house in England
white she would be a drudge to half
a dozen children. lTut to -night her
nerves wore 11118t1'ung; and she
wrung her hands and sobbed aloud.
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'l'ak'y walked on for it 1 11' st'•y, in
Ivo! °,
You roust not think too much of
meeting nu' crying so stupidly,” .said
Pen in a low voice. "I-1 Arthur le
nothing to me now. He is only my
cousin. That is the only way I ---I
can— Can you not understand?"
"I understand," said MIr. Ferguson
"It erenled that 1 should never go
back to the old life or ere the village
and the church and the Rectory. He
teas the link with that life. I broke
down when I thought that I was
alone, that I might never see them
gam.”
1 "I understand," said Mr. Ferguson
gravely.
"But I am really quite happy with
o1 -quite. I was follish, but I will i
Dever be so foolish again,"
"Make no rash promises," said
Tlh'. Ferguson; and there was a note
tf laughter in his voice.
Pen too gave way to a sudden irre-
ressible laugh, She felt as elated
t this moment as half an hour be
ore, she had felt depressed,
"You mean, I am so very foolish!
hat is what father always said. He
lid that I was a `giddy -head.' "
"1 think not," said Mr. Ferguson.
You have shown more singe than
ost women."
"And I am a coward," Pen wont
0n -"a terrible coward! I ant
rightened of your 1101'..es, and when
,let„ Fergson drives I shut my eyee.
gen and cling to the side of the
carriage."
"1 know that."
"flow do you know it?"
,.3 3)n ala .
1t!„1 I, a, i:,.•1 elm, clrriati+
1,1: tr:,i!'t„' n1 Ilio ('lnrt of 313•.
n •L, rook. Anita wm. ,•1,1333.11'
ler ha•MI t'1 It'1,n1 1%, bleu 1100'
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• f 113. t loo with the t- u
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h It in 1"!,,l t m 33tlri,i Ig
ily 1 1.7 77 1,1'.-, 13.•,. i and w is an,
! e. rin
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rin ! e wiCe. The latnp-1i;:ht b. -
i13:(1,1 A tita, the :mall moon r!,img
over tin, great distant peaks, ilk
rocks rising. in tuttssive fragl'ant+ on
either side of the path, the 110111s
standing quietly. the buggy with
the btark hood, and themselves walk-
ins,' to It made al picture which be-
came impressed 1.1301 fen's brain -
she did not know why. Nothing hap -
retied. Anita dissapeared, lad_:Icing,
to pack the ales sloe5,” Finlayson
petted. Anita dissappeared, laughing
corning the inns,'$ of a valuable
horse. Pen ran up the steps to the
house to hold the baby whsle Anita
packed.
She was ready in a few moments,
and soon the buggy 10114 speeding
down the road at what Pen thought
was a breakneck pace, and Anita's
voice was growing faint in the dis-
tance, begging "mees to come again
soon in a Iset1C while."
"You think this too fast'?" said
llr. Ferguson, suddenly looking
down at his companion.
"It is a little, is it not? The road 1
is very steep,
Mr. Ferguson gave a laugh which
was like his sister's, but he checked'
the 'horse.: pace, and Pen breathed
more freely.
"I am a dreadful coward!" 5118
said.
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they drove for some distance in
silence. Pen could enjoy the beauty
of the night now that the horses
gent sedately. She forgot that see
w1,5 friendless and alone in a euro:•ern
country. Lt fa,'t if (Myone had said
al-, much to Iter at this moment sew
wouid have opnv'ed her 1•yc•.
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