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The Adventures
of a Coward
Copyright
NEW SIRIAL STORY.
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Mr, Ferguson and his sister were
her
vi ry good friends. What better
friends could any girl want? She
would be lumpy itt the beautiful land
where chance hail brought ber.
As they drove through the scented
night, and the horses' hoofs made a
steady cadonce on the rocky path, it
seemed to Pen more and more that
everything had been fur the best.
She hail done Well in coming to Cad-
ent, and it was more than well that
she had seen Arthur at; he was. Ev-
en the shipwreck was well, But for
that she might have gone through
life regretting losing Arthur, for
now she was sure that he would have
left her for Patty's Money. She had
not sent hint away; he had left her.
Had she liceeeded to his proposal to
run away with him, he would have
rogretted and drawn hack at the last
moment. This was what Pen thought
She was humble and did not realise
the power that her face had with
man and woman.
'1 am glad that yon are coming
baek tonight," said Mr. Ferguson.
"My sister said that T must come up
and ask you to return immediately.
Things have been in an awful muddle
sine, you b•D'. Carole- quarrell,,a
wi.th her busleind, And spent her
time wsening when she ought to
have been enoking. There was noth-
ing ready till. morning,"
set have telt the lute-
ionde", aid Pen.
„nu oiang,; has In nt you good;
but I am glad you are beck, I
should a decent meal, I must
con f.ss."
Th:e; lateduel together. She
glsnissi up at her companion'ave.
He looked years younger when lie'
smiled. She wondered what his age
might be,
"What is it now?" he asked, turn-
ing aril meeting her look.
"I ',vas only wondering what your.
age might be,"
"What age do you think?"
''T nhvty thought- you were quite
old, but ---but now 1 think you are
110t. I think yttti itt' Only f orty-
three or about that."
"T was thirty-eight last birthday. I
shall be thirty-nine next month."
"Thm. is quite young!" said Pen,
with involentary wonder. "Arthur
sva:: over thirty."
'And you think 1 ant a century
older?" said Mr. Ferguson. "I sus-
pect I am."
Chapter XVII.
Mr. Ferguson and Pen, on their
way beets to the hadienda, now left
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the mountain road taut plunged down
among the more rounded hills and
the orchard -grown ;country. It was
darker among the trees, and the
horses stepped out briskly, smelling
their stables. The hacienda came
in sight, white and peacful in the
clear night. There arose the barking
of dogs, the clatter es voices, and
the cry of Carola's children as .hey
were slapped for getting in. the way.
A throng of servants rushed from
the house to meet the carr',rure, and
leading them was Carum's orange -
coloured turban.
"You see that all will welcome
you Fault!" said Mr. Ferguson.
And these were the people among,
whom she had wept to think herself
friendless! Pen felt gamy. These
sinning creatures greeted ber with
cries of welcome and loud assurances
.(ti to how they bad missed her!
Carole told her how wicked her hos
band had been and how the other
servants had refused to work.
"But dere's supper for raissee,"
she announ-ced.
anss Ferguson met her at the door
and embraced her.
"My dear rthild, we have been lost
without you. 1 have been filling
the lamps; that is why you smell oil.
Of course these good-for-nithing
servants forgot, and I knew they
would burn the place down it'
lowl.d them to fill the temps tonight!
It has been chaos withocer. you. This
morning there was nothing tn, eat
but fruit, not ,,ven bread. ",nt. Pat-
ty wits N110116 and UT. zamly lIac-
pherson is a gol man, but I think
he was angry. And your poor cous-
in! He looked handsome and dismal.
All 1 could say to them was thnt
they would be able to get a good
meal at Unia, and in redeye they
could gt.t bread. I\ Ty dear 'hill,
will never lot you go again!"
11,11$41 Ferguson led them into the
dining -room, where • sipper v,Its
spread.
"Ye.," she said, her shoulders
shaking with laughter, "look at that!
No sooner had poor hungry Patty
and that beauty cousin of yours gone
than Carole returned to her senses!
I said to her, '(1at'olt 1 shill send
for miss Herringliam at once,' She
set to work and cookre, a supper for
you. 'Little angel missile will be
hungry,' she said. She does not care
anything for us, Patrick; at least,
she does not for me. It is all her
:'angel .mitts(','.' Take your hat off
child! 1 am l'untished, and I ant
sure Patrick is, He has had nothing'
decent since you left."
Pen sat at the site of the table
between the brother and sister. Mise
Ferguson related to her I'll the in-
cidents of the last three days, It
appeared that everything had gone
wrong. Carole had been the chief
offender, but the other servants had
scarcely been 'behindhand in wick-
edness. One afternoon Sty, Fergus-
on being absent, bhey had chosen to
betake themselves to a :fete in Ced-
ers. Front this many had not re-
turned until this morning, and ;then
they were not in condition to eecor-
ate the house or to keep any wedding
festivities. Patty had been married
in a bare room tins sent down to
Cadera without a wedding 'break-
fast
ttOr any breakfast at all!" said
aunt Sarah, chuckling, "Patrick,
did you see that they had something
before they started for Lire, "
"1 am afraid they on% not have
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tt Mr. Ferstison. "t'ailesa fiiiimees were poured into her ear.
lives "Hefty on gmlic mei stat, fish.' She advised and scolded and pitied.
'My poor shook the (hist or it was too; the old days in the vil-
the hmi,•mitt front oft' her 1, -et. She Ingo, hut that these laughing gay
wished god -by,', and ,ht meant children - of the South Worl,a so nt-
h too. 'Never again do I coin' here! icily different from the plat stol-
her tone said. 1 was glad 10 see the iEl English folk.
last of her. When Ism her I knew Sometimes .Miss Ferguson, in her
that we should not get on together. • fear that Pen would be dull, would
You I liked tit olive, child, I said, take her to Cadet% on business eon -
"non, i, somo one after my own netted with the steamer which car -
heart; the others may go hang!' 1 lied the fruit and horses from the
see Patrick is looking at me. All Ferguson estate. Miss . Ferguson
right, boy, your old sister must let managed business as well as her
her tongue run loose now and then, brother. He gave her power as he
and after the three days 1 have gone would have done to a partner, Some -
through I deserve a little reward!" times Pen would be taken. by the
You should have your servants brother and sister up among the
better in hand," Said her brother. hias, where they would pienic while
"I was never one for the house," Mr. Ferguson visited the huts of his
said aunt Sarah, shaking her head, mon and overlooked his breed of
"I led the hunt, and was first in the horses,
skating and lightest -footed in the Pen enjoyed these days. The cool -
dance. I see the child smiling slyly,
but it is the truth, miss, Ask Patrick
.there! He'll tell you. Could I not
lead them all, boy?"
"Ay," said Mr. Ferguson; "and
you led me too, and looked after Inc
like a mother! It is a good sister
you have been to me, Sarah."
There was a touch of such un-
wonted foiling in his voice that Pen
looked up at him. He was gazing ac-
ross the table at his sister with .tlf-
fection in his eyes. The next in -
stela he was eating his supper in
placid indifference. Pen might have
thought she had imagined that tone
and look but for the tittle pause be-
fore Miss Ferguson , took up the
conviessitiott. wive mom.
"Patty and her husband have set-
tled where they M1,all to liVt, and
whom they mean to know. Your
cousin, bye -the -bye, child, left a
message for you. He said that they
would always be ghtd to see you,
should you go to London. Potty
said the slime. I was to be sure to
toll you,"
That was the message her nearest
relative., and one who not long ago
had wished to be more than a relat-
iy:,, left for the girl who, he knew,
was penniless. Pen's heart swelled,
hut she kept the teers from her eyes
and fi.aished her slimier.
' That night she saw Mr. Ferguson
walking up and down .the grass be-
fore the veranda, with head bowed
as usual. Miss Ferguson bad talked
to her until late into the night, sit-
ting before the open window, waving
her large nalm-letif fan, But, late
as it was, that 'figure was Itil walk-
ing up and down. What had he to
think of so deeply? Why could he
trot sleep? Pen knew that where all
rose early the master of the house
She fell asleep,
was always first.
wondering whether he at all,
'hit was her last thuugnt, It was
not of Arthur.
Pen picked up the reins of gov-
ernment at the hacienda, Miss Fer-
guson was free to leave the house
for the day and go with ..er brother
to the outlying lands ex the estate room, where he was adding up a
with an easy conscience. She cl'clar- long line of figures. He pushed the
ed that she had never known what paper from him and waited patiently.
"The child is going to stay with
Us, Patrick," said Miss Ferguson.
She took the largest chair in the
room, and drew i t into the coolest
Place; and Patrick Ferguson knew
that bit was in for a long talk,
thought she would."
"I was not sure; but lately, Pat-
rick, have you; noticed that Mr. Mac-
ntherson has been coining here more
often than usual?"
"Has he? I have not noticed."
"He has, And Pen is a pretty
girt"
"She is beautiful!"
"Do you .think so? I should not
ened their. sorrows to her. She call her that." Miss Ferguson look.
knew all about Carita's lovett, and ed at her brother with guileless ;eyes.
Jose's gambling debts, end Carota's She !has a small mole at the side of
difficulties with her husband. Con- her elfin, and her skin is so white that
ness of the mountains was refreshing
after the heat of the lower lands,
and the scenery was beautiful. Mr.
Ferguson always drove quiet horses
on these excursions, givim quaint
glance at Pen when his sister grum-
bled at the age and slowness of
them.
"1 believe that the child is afraid
of horses," ,he said suddenly one
day when they were toiling up a
hill, "That is why we have these
two poor old screws, Patrick?"
He did not answer, but Pen turn-
ed scarlet, and Miss Ferguson laugh-
ed. She chuckled to 'herself several
times during the day, but. she did
not invite her companions to share
her joke.
It Wail Wider:400d that Pen was
not to make a final die, -bin Upon
remaining at the haelimaa until the
month was ended, Mr. Ferguson
said she was to make sure that sit -
would like the life heron, ander
1.;!:1,1.1; to remain. Long before the
month was up Pen had devided. She
was developing a deeper beauty ev-
ery day. Her laugh was freque.M ;
she would run about the house with
light happy fecd.. It was very unlike
what a broken-hearted- girl should
du. Sometimes she would stop in
her laughing and look serious and try
to be grave. How could she be hap-
py whm she wtus brOk1,11=helll't
The fact remained that she laughed
without effort, and could not keep
her tongue still, that her feet. danced
her appetite was good, and that she
fell asleep as soon as her head touch.
ed the pillow, and awakened with
"Mr. Macpherson!" Pen opened
zest to the miming sun.
"If you go, child,. I shall break
my IMart," said Miss Ferguson as
the month was dragging to an end.
"I am not going'," said Pen. "T
am perfectly happy here."
"It is not the Reverend Sandy
Illacpherson?" ;said Miss Ferguson,
with her head upon one sicle.
her eyes wide.
Miss Ferguson chuckled. .
She walked into her brothers
happiness 'was until Pen came. They
would return to a comfortable meal,
and to find everything at the bacien-
cla in perfect order. Pen had the
secret of organisation and good
managetne.nt,
Mies Ferguson was afraid titat
she might find it dull, but Pen as-
sured her that she as quite happy.
The life appeared to suit her,
At the end of a fortnight she,
could laugh when she remembered
that she had called them strangers,
Carola and her piccaninnies and her
lazy nigger of a husband, Jose, Ped-
ro, arita and a dozen others had op -
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hoot wmo.m," Fergo,,on
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good man, awl Pen might do worse,
Wom..m marry."
"She might do better."
"Where said Sarah Ferewon.
"Then, is only yourself, Patrick;
and you, I imagine, do not intend to
marry her. She is not likely to see
anyone better than Macpherson while
she is here, and I shall encourage
him."
"That child and Macpherson?"
"She must marry someone," said
Miss Ferguson. "I shall not be sel-
fish and keep hPr to look after us
until she is old and has lost her good
looks, and is nothing more than a
household drudge."
Miss Ferguson rose from her chair
anti walked to the door.
"You must make a point of asking
Sandy Macpherson here whenever
you meet him, Patrick," were her
parting words.
Outside the door She chuckled to
herself and deliberately winked at
the white wall,
"Ye're a clever man, Patrick, but
I think a woman can outwit you.
Mr, Sandy Macpherson, as Pat-
rick Ferguson said, was fifty if he
was a clay. His hair was red where
it was not grey. He spoke with a
strong Scottish secret and addressed
his conversation as though he were
in the pulpit, He was awkward and
ungainly; but, as Miss Ferguson said,
he was a good man. and was paid by
the Ferguson's a generous sum to
bolt after their religious welfare and
that of the workpeople. The latter
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Mr. 1,, rguson glanced at the fig'
tire in Wid,te, with the pearls about
the bare neck, and the elliow-sleeve.
which tilleWed off the little brown
nto.1 t' arms.
"Is it a dinner-partyr he asked.
raising his brow.
Pen blushed at the tons.
"Miss Ferguson said that I was to
wear it", she said.
"Do not be 11 bear, boy!" said
Miss Ferguson. "Pen, you look a
darling!Do, not make the child un-
comfortable anti spoil her chances,"
she said in an "aside." "There is no
other man but you. and, if you do ;
not marry her, Mr. Macpherson
"My dear Sarah, what do you
mean?" he said.
But Mr. Macpherson as coming
along the veranda, and he had to
greet his guest. There was no time
for explanations • — •-
Mr. Macpherson was stricken into
silence by the sight of Pen in her ,
white dt'etus, His oytts Iookeul • t her
through dinner "like a sbesp's," Mr.
Ferguson afterwards told his sister.
But Miss Sarah Ferguson said calmly
that all men looked equally foolish
when they were in love.
Front this point the attention of
the Reverend Sandy rapidly inereas- •
ed. Pen tried to avoid him, but it
was difficult in a house where all
doors stood oen and the visitor walk-
ed without knovking. Mr. Maepher-
son invited Pen to his house, and
Miss Ferguson took Pen, much a-
gainst Pen's wish. But when they
were there Miss Ferguson talk,,,E1 to
Mr. Macpherson all the time, and ill-
low,d him m; word with Pen.
(Continued Next Week.)
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