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SYNOPSIS
Chapter L—On the verge of nerv-
ous collapse, due to,overwork, Gay
Delane, successful New York'artist,
seeks rest at Idle Island. She' rents
"LonePine" from an
a cottage, the
island character, the "Captain," and
Itis sister, Alice Andover, "administra-
tor."
Chapter IL—Gay finds the cottage
is tenanted by an elderly lady, "Aunt
almiry," who consents to move' to an-
other abode, the "Apple Tree."Awak-
ing from sleep, Gay imagines she sees
the face of a' Chinaman peering in the
window, but on reflection ascribes the
vision to' imagination: She. settles
down in her new home, anticipating
months of well-earned rest and recu-
peration.
Chapter. III.—On an exploration of
the islnad, Gay, standing on the see
shore, is horrified by the appearance
cf the drifting body of a drowned
man, which she nerves herself •tc
bring to the shore. A bullet wound
in the temple shows the man to he re
been. murdered. Gay.covers the dead
face with a handkerchief, and makes
her way, to the "Captain" with the
story. Returning. with him to the
shore they find no body there, and
Gay's story of the incident is t
down' to •an attack of "nerves."
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if it suits me, there's an end of it"
"My esteemed. female relatives
wished me to sit and hear the report
cf the island," he said thoughtfully,
"and 1 prat them off.' I should have
waited, 1 fancy they had news of
vast import,"
"Yes, they did. - And most of it is
about me. I know who you are," she
said, smiling. "You are Rand. Are
you not?" Her emile was very warm
indeed in joy of her discovery.
He shivered slightly, covered the
dark eyes with his hand. "Danger.
My prophetic sense says danger," he
whispered.
"Every one has been saying, 'When 1
Rand conies home,', and now you have
corse. The boys wanted the old pier
to make a float for swimming, and
the island wouldn't give it to them,
and they said, 'When Rand comes
horse, he'll dynamite it, and we'll
salvage the remains.' And when the
'fliursday, lune 27th, 1929
mind."
She sat down at once et her desk.
It was her plan to go to the city. on
the first boat, to relieve. herself of al
responsibility in the matter. ' And
then, suddenly, she decided that she
would not go at all, but write instead.
• i
She would ,describe the entire
inci-
dent to the last detail, .enclose her
would
be an endof
1 and
that
w
sketch,
it. She reached into the drawer and
pulled. out paper,. envelopes and her
sketching pad. To measure for the
size of envelope, she opened the pad
to .remove the drawing. Thee. page
that met her eyes was virginal,and
white, no pencil line to mar its pur-
ity. Gay turned the pad about in her
hand, studying it slowly, and then she
turned every page,. one after the oth-
er, and examined every one.
The page had been neatly extra ''t
from the book, • and her.penciled
sketch. of the scene in the cove was
not there.
Its disappearance settled the affair
of fhe Little Club cove as far as Gay
was concerned. With nothing to sub-
stantiate ; her seemingly wild story,
she felt the less • said of it the better.
Gay knew, however, that she was the
subject of endless discussion, endless
neighborhood wit, -in her absence, and
for a few days she confined herszif
as largely as possible to the seclusion
of her cottage.
One afternoon, perhaps a week af-
ter
her discovery and betrayal in the
cove, tiring suddenly of her work, she
shoved the easel into the corner and.
decided to clean house. Hastily she
bundled her slim knickered figure in-
to a great bungalow apron that made
a fat and stodgy housewife of her,
twisted a bright silken scarf turban -
wise about her small head' and fell'
to work. Ehe dusted, she swept, she
rearranged. With brush and pan in
hand, she was on her'knees at the
fireplace, .coughing distastefully with
the dust of ashes as she cleared out
the
cinders of last night's driftwood,..
when suddenly a hand slipped be-
neath her •chin ,frorn behind, tilting
her head backward while two firm
lips pressed down on hers from above,
P
pressed firmly, warmly, for one long
breathless moment.:
Gramp, and it avoids confusion," The
administrator, Mrs. Alice Andover, .4
was his great-aunt,
"Your voice, except that it has
some expressiveness, is rather state.
of Maine," Gay said thotightfullY,.
"But you do not seem like the others.
You are different." „
"My father committed a faux pas,
he confessed. "He married an actress
from New, York who' was up here
with the actors' summer colony one
year. I," he said' slowly, am the
combustion that results from the un-
ion of Manhattan . and the state of
Maine.—It has been a warning to the
whole state," he 'added modestly.
"Your parents—" Gay prompted,
enthralled; with his flippant tale.
"W e were all out in a boat togeth-
er. I can sort of remember it, though
I' was a baby. Sudden squall -boat
went over- Strange, isn't' it? They
were both strong, able-bodied, good
swimmers, used to the sea..I was a
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Out of town and night calls res-
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perienced acute interest, paused
breathless at the name, and drank in
every word that fell from.native lips
on the subject of Randolph Wallace.
The combustion of the union between
Manhattan and the state of Maine,
was not entirely approved on the is-
land, she gathered, but altogether
loved, altought the. island never open-
ly acknowledges its loves,
As the dusk fell slid went out alone,
unafraid into the little whispering for-
est, and walked up and down, slowly,
deep in thought. The island seemed
Changed to her, warmer, softer, She
felt vaguely troubled, vaguely pleased,
strangely stirred. • When her thoughts
turned to the amazing young man and
her surprising encounter with him
her lips curved into tremulous smiles,
and her eyes brightened with pleased
at
expectancy. She shook her head
herself warningly. She was not de-
ceived. She knew these symptoms.
She liked but` feared them also.
For the first time, the . practical
boyishness of her costume was dis-
tasteful
tasteful: to her, and when she got tip
the morning after Rand's return,
summer people wanted to tear down I But I floated ashore in'my
the old fishing shack to make a place !baby. dead,myfa-
ther
arms. She was
was dead, But Rand carne
Cher
home."
"Oh, that is very sad." Gay's eyes
m �a-
s
ready 1
had �a
rlcened with her e y Y
to launch, their boats, the natives
frowned upon;them, but everybody
said to everbody else, 'Wait till Rand
rhes he'll burn it down.,
cc
"There' you have me in a nutshell.
namiter, burner and thy lier slim hands twisted together.
The island dy
Got anybody you want,He smiled at her. To hide her sud-
ownbomber.. turned quickly to
den
erxrotron ,Gay
ne."
r
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x
sud-
blown u .
Rand's S.
b n
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;"Rand who?" she asked. Gay was'the serving of tea.
Ra But her desire for information a
bout this surprising person was' lim-
itless. She wanted to know about his
borne, she is
interest to inquire, And who is education, where he had'gone to
- Rand?"times again would Gay i school.
. Many g
s but never 1 The grammar grades in the island
Delane hear those words,
personal in- i schoolhouse,: it seemed, he had per
-
"Rand
thrill of
teres, lope ll , great deal of aluiet satisfaction; in ex -
"Rand Wallace: �
amazed, that having heard the. words
a hundred times, "When Rand comes,
1 had never felt sufficient
easy slouch in the comfortable 'win-
dow -seat, marked the brown arm on
the window -seat.. But she avoided
meeting the merry gray eyes beneath•
the dark up -curling lashes,
"Do you, flirt, ,'Ir. Wallace?" she:
asked suddenly,
"Hope to tell ,you 1 do," he an-
swered warmly.
"Ohl Then you need no warning..
We have quite, a wicked little flirt in
the neighborhood, and I was going to,
warn you. But since you do, you can
take care of yourself."
'Oh, I thought you, meant yourself.
I thought it was a sort of 'Help Wan-
ted,' like the newspaper ads. I was,
willing to apply."
To one like Gay, whose religion was
work, whose god accomplishment, it
came as a distinct 'shock to' know
that this one, with the strong hands,.
the: ready wit and the smiling eyes,.
was an idler, a dawdler on the face'
of the earth, that he had no' profes-
sion and wanted none, no business
and; was glad of it, no ambition and.
delighted in its absence. He called: ., ' ;,,,,
himself a retired gentleman, and said ,
on c
he came to it was` a poor, island that couldn't
f the first time since s
I
again without a xri
and joy.I listed doggedly through, and took'a
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THE STORY
Auntalmiry turned out the lights,
and went about the room from win-
dow to window raising the blinds.
When she came to the window that
showed the Lone Pine at the top of
the hill she gave a sudden little ex-
clamation.
"Did you leave a light on?"
asked.
"Nbl" With a bound Gay was out
of bed and at her side by the window,
both staring up the Bill at the cot-
tage. From the wide window of the
living room there showed a round
circle of misty light, pale, wavering
and uncertain, but a light.
"It''s no earthly light," Gay said
moodily. "It's a ghost. 1 tell you
Auntalmiry, the : spirits are abroad
this night. Say what you like, queer
things are going on. I feel it.: I am
all creepy, and -oh, lookl Oh, it is
the handl Ohl"
Her voice sank away breathlessly.'
Watching, suddenly outlined in the
misty orb of light had been the reflec-
tion of : a hand, reaching out, slim,.
shadowy and ghastly."
"Oh," Gay murmured sickly, "oh, it
is his hand!"
Auntalmiry was shaken. • Her arm
beneath Gay's hand trembled, But
she was firm. She did not believe in
ghosts.
"I saw it," she said weakly. "It
was just the reflection of a leaf, or a
spray of twigs, moving in the wind,.
Look, it is gone. There is no light,
there is no hand. It was the light
from a boat reflecting against the
leaves, Just a reflection, dcarie.
They often fool rite."
"Have it your own way," Gay said
moodily. "Call it a leaf if you like.
I call it a hand, his hand."
"I think—maybe--I will sleep with
you," Auntalmiry said faintly,
Gay laughed then, and squeezed the.
little figure gayly as she clambered
into bed beside her.
"You'd rather take a chance on me
turning violent, than bo by yourself
when the spirits walk, wouldn't you?"
she teased.
"You shouldn't say such things.
Tisn't reverent."
They arose early, and after a quiet
breakfast Gay kissed Aontalniiry,
thanked her and set out for home.
Auntalmiry offered to go with her,
but she refused, bravely smiling.'
"Oir, no. I am not afraid now it is
daylight. Spirits are all nicely back
in their snug little graves again."
She went tip to the cottage, un-
locked the door and entered the room.
Over it lay the quiet little hush that
broods in an empty 'house. But she
was not afraid. Even when she saw
flat the window shades in the living
room were lowered to the bottom, site
was not
afraid,
"1 didn't pall them down, she said,
,'loud, "hccattse 1 went ottt before
dark. Oh, weld Perhaps 1 did It
from habit,, without thinking, Heav-
en knows '1 had other i.liiiigs on my
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she
And then a tremendous, electrify-
ing silence. Gay dropped pan and
brush among the ashes and stood up
very tall, very businesslike even with
the huge apron, bulkily enveloping her,
deeply; outraged. The man who stood
before her, in a silence as great, an.
amazement as profound as her own,
was one she had never seen before,
nor seen his like before, she knew at
once. Travel -worn boots he wore,
travel -worn knickers.: Bareheaded,
his blonde hair, a little, tousled, show-
ed sunburn. But in that first glance
it was really his eyes she saw, eyes
dark and gray, with little mocking
glints that shone through his amaze-
ment, gray eyesbeneath black lashes,
thick and long, that curled upward,
veiling the gray with black.
Amusement soonsupplanted the as-
tonishment in his face, amusement
and interest, His sang froid was per-
fect.
"Pleased to meet you," he said,
with a mokingly deferential inclina-
tion of ;;he bare and sunburned head.
"So it seems." Gay's voice and eyes
were frigid.
"Who art thou, pretty maiden, and
where, may one inquire, is the rever-
ed and venerable Auntalmiry who one
time made this hut her hone?" There
was laughter in his eyes now, the
gayer for her coldness.
"Oh, you wish to see Autztalmiry,"
she said still with some stiffness, self-
consciously, though melting surely be-
neath the warmth of the gray eyes.
"She lives in the Apple Tree now. I
live here. Will you sit down?" she
asked very formally, and took off the
great bungalow apron,
The daring grayeyes explored the
revelation of her, slim and straight
is the stoutshoes, the smart knickers,
and the silken blouse; came to rest,
contentedly on the sleek, dark, proud
little head,
"You don't live alone, do you?" he
asked with interest.
"Yes, I do," Gay's 'Voice was cart
with the defiance elle felt in defense
of her lone estate. " I live alone, and
1 like it and 1 ani rot afraid, Iknow
it makes women folks gti:ecr, pd it's
not accordin' t:o nattir', but I do, and
" .other Wallace." 'plaining that the three missing bricks
Oh, you're an I
"I. aria not only another Wallace, I ;beneath the window on the southeast
corner had been removed by his own
hands at the age of nine years, to
faciliate his departure from the seat
of learning when the teacher reached
for the well-known educational birch
branch: The entire high school course
he had encompassed, if not with lion- entire• slope t
or, at least without serious mishap, could: command thelane that
in the city of Portland. the orchard below ,and the
the pier
to the 'Captain's
to from
ed f
"And,didn'tgo1
I I
then, darned if
college," ,he told her. "But don't
blame me. 1 had to go. My late la-
mented Grandfatixer Wallace put it,
into his will that I couldn't inherit
until I went to college. Left me an
infant :in arias, as you might say, the
ani of a guardian, Guess who? The
administrator, darn her. That's what
got her so stuck on administrating,
' she did such a good job with roe."
"It woudn't hurt you to go to col-
lege."
"Going to college would be simple
Maine united to•
and silken shirt. Half ashamed of the. the entire state of. IVIaz e
rix ted here but none support him.
instinct that prompted +
g I' "But don't you do anything? You,
' m s
lie
its guiding,
to g b> ,
the less obedienta don't just loaf, do you?"
"Loaf! Certainly not. Bums loaf:
landed gentlemen -retire,"
Gay scrutinized him .gravely, re-
and
e-
the trousers long and marked the muscular arms, the
d wide,fthe blue, jj shoulders,the: vigorous tan,
which was really an J straight
coat,
over -blouse, reaching to,. the knees, the deep and understanding eyes. And
embroidered, all soft lines and he was an idler in this rugged land►
richly emb ,
With dainty,blue She shook her head regretfully. ' A
delicate curves.done," she
silken world full of things' to be d
and gold: slippers arid sheer', „
it was a delectable studio con- said slowly. "And you do nothing.
hose,
coction, designed for theatrical effect, He explained that for ten weeks he
nravishment of an had been doing the coast of: Canada
inspired for the e
audience. with a photographer in a fishing
Gaychanged her easel, considering schooner, getting pictures. He had
g
now not so much the allowance of.returned to the island to finish up a
good light for her work as unobstruc- little work he was doing on a motor
g launch, for Bemis, a lumber man at
ted view for herself, and sat where by Bangor. He was to get.the o .at
the slightest turn of her eyes she couple of roan as
pe o ready, and with 'a
crew, take it to Miami.in readiness N
for Bemis when he went down for the
winter season later on. He' had ex-
petted to finish the job on the island,
he said, in three days, but now he was
'beginning to feel it yould take trim
a week.
He. said 'he had gone with 11• ilii.
tan. on one of his trips to' the. Arctic,
had been in the Arctic circle twice, in
fact, but he' didn't like it.. Said it was
too cold. Wished somebody would
plant the next pole in Florida or Mex-
ico, nice warm place to look.for
things. He had been in the World
war, and served overseas seven mon-
ths. He said he did not like that ei-
ther.
"Why not?" Gay was a little bitter.
"Were you afraid? Or are you a
pacifist? Or perhaps you had to ;et
up too early in the morning?" -e
"No. ' I didn't mind those things. It
was the uniform. I couldn't stand the
uniform. The collar' made my neck,
itch. My neck itched • for fifteen
months without stopping. One gets
tired of it, that's all."
Gay's eyes were dark. She felt sad-
dened. This aimless, planless, -hope-
fess, dear young' man violated her
highest ideals, outraged her<finest
feelings.. -He was . utterly impossible,
she told °herself furiously. But when
her eyes: ,net his, involuntarily she
smiled. ''Impossible, but how pleas, -
ant :to have him there in the window -
seat at her side ,drinking her coffee,
smiling at her with the . dark gray
eyes' beneath those softly ceiling
took from her 'trunk a costume that
was one of her chief treasures, a
studio pajama shit, patterned after on
improved Japanese style,all in black
house. Whoever ventured forth, must
pass that way.
At ten minutes to eleven he came
down jauntily and crossed into the
orchard. Gay leaned forward. Did
he turn left to the Apple Tree? No,
straight toward the Lone Pine he
made his way. Once he stopped. to
pick and taste and toss away a little.
green apple. Again he paused, to an-
swer the .eager calls of the boys at
the pier. But he came on.
He came: to a sudden halt outside
'enough., I had to go through. -I, did the window, and stood a moment,
1—Bowdein. I hated to go there, I spellbound. She looked up, then, and
,was afraid I'd turn out a poet, I smiled. mysunshine,"j thought it was required for gradua- "You are blotting out
tion. But Gramp was dead set on she said.
fig.
dols -Well I went It did ire "I fondly hoped that 1 was bringing
B
Really His Great -,sometimes I feel. get up. 1 always come rig. t in."
Carefully, Was,R y vers fibre. Though n
over lire all of a sudden—I He suited action to his words, and
Unde: it come
came and sat in the window -seat close
to her. elbow. Gay turned` about :in.
her chair And regarded 1:im pleasant-
ly.
"Is Auntalmiry here? he asked
:i poiogetically
"No,she isn't. Isn't she at the Ap-
ple TeeT"
"Well, I, didn't really stop to sec.
I thought I'd better inquire here first.
So she isn't here. Dear, dear, all that
lordk walk for nothing."
"Not for nothing. :I am just going
to have my breakfast, and you shall
have coffe with me."
Without moving from her chair Gay
The
ow. ,
Present Captain, He~Explaned no harm. •i've never even written it," he returned impudently. "Don't
h
am a whole section of thein. The
'''Vallaces run in blanches.- I'm the
third branch. All the other branches
dwindle off into uncles and aunts, and
nephews, sons and cousins. But I'm
a whole series all by myself. It's
quite a distinction.':
Gay laughed as she .pressed the el-
ectric button that turned
to her tea kettle.
Office MacDonald iilock," Wingham
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FURNITURE AND FUNE1tAL
SERVICE
J. Walker
'Vli'
ak
LicensedFuneral Director and
'
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Office Phone
106, Res, Phone 224.
I:,atest Liz:tiotrsine Funeral Coach,
"We'll have a party," she said.
"We're so glad Rand's home. And
while we are waiting for the water
to boil—tell' ine, 'where does your
series fit into the tout ensemble of
House. Wallace?"
Randolph Wallace's version of the
family history, a very facetious, flip-
pant and slangy version, began with
n
the
first Captain Wallace who was his
great-grandfather. The present Cap-
tain, he explained carefully, was real-
ly his great-uncle, although he called
hint Gramp, because, as he' explained,
"all :the other Wallaces cal) him
feel it now when I look at you." '
Gay frowned at hire, but he snxiled
disarmingly. His was a pleasant
,smile. His lips were thin, their curve
half -cynical, half-hurii:orous, very sen-
sitive. The vaunted mustache was
but a shadowy outlining fringe. His
skin had been fair no doubt, save for
the
rich coat of tan that covered hint.
His : hands • were hard and brown,
small for their strength, smaller than
her: own, she noticed quickly. ,
When ..he said at Mast, reluctantly,
that he must go' and see .Auntalmiry
she went with him to the door.
"Come again," she told him pleas-
antly; "come often."
"I feelmyself slipping," he said sad-
ly, "slippiiig. However, I .am no cow-
ard. 1'11 come.
Later in the evening, Gay went
clown to the Pier' grocery store. On
every lip was the laughing word,
"Rand's home," But whereas before
site had taken no notice, now she ex -
swung tip a wide tray that hung to 'lashes.
the wall, and connected the electric
tcaster.
As she gave him a oup of ocffc.e
their fingers touched, and 'their eyes
net lingeringly. Rand's snectilatively.
smiling, Gay's a little cloudy.
As they drank their coffee slowly,
she studied him furtively, noted hie ,
Ridiculous, she said to herself, that
a man- should. have gray.eyes and
curly lashes.
Ridiculous, .but something very dis-
turbing, rather sweet, about it when
one caught the full. bright friendly
glance of them. ,
(Continued ed Next Week.)
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