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The Adventures
®f , :. Coward
Copyright NEW S5RIAL STORY.
At the end Of ten day; Patty an-
nounced that they would be married
in a fortnight There had Bone to
the hacienda on Sunday n rod -haired
Scottish minister, who gave then' a
discourse of an hour's length. He
was a protege of -Miss Ferguson, who
had imported him from Scotland and
given 'tint a small house upon the
estate. The household had to at-
tend the gond :van's services, 'though
the -majority of the servants who
acknowledged any religion professed
to be Roman Catholics, and went
to Cadent to the priest who lived in
the town. But Miss Ferguson, easy
in all other natters, was hard as
adamant in this. The Reverend
Sandy Macpherson must be listened
to every Sunday. Her brother was
himself, and he, as a rule, slit in his
Place in the dining -room, which was
the chapel. and listened with arms
folded to the Reverend Sandy's dis-
course.
Patti said that they wished to be
married by this clergyman. Thera
were formalities, to be gone through
which, no doubt, her uncle would in-
quire about. Mr. Ferguson bowed
his head ---he would see to them.
Arthur said nothing, but left all de-
tails to his bride. Pen did not think
that he looked 'eves' happy; she was
not happy herself. lf. T -Ie rano to her
one moraine; wheat she was pouring
the oil imp the lamps, whit" was a
duty that it was helms -stem to leave
to the eercant.;. They would forget,
o1' would dry it at night.. and bora the
place •lento. She was wrapped it, a
wide white :apron, and her sleeves
wee:: tut'lte,i hack from her wrists. ,
I l
hint steadily, "No we might not."
"We could get along on my seven
:hundred a year. What is there to
hinder us? You could slip etc to-
night, and I would get one of the
servants to let me have a horse and
and cart, They will do anything for
money. I could pick you up nn the
road, and the steamer leaves Cudera
to-morrnw morning. We shot! 1 he
off betere any one suspected."
Pen looked at him while he was
speaking. It seemed to her that she
had never known the real Arthur un-
til that moment. Had he no sense
of honour?
"And Patty? What is to become
of her?"
He laughed easily.
"She will be all right. A girl with
her money does not go begging for
a husband long. Pen darling, how
lovely you are!"
He would have put his arms a-
round her and kissed her, but she
drew away from him with a :Mintier
of repulsion.
"I am sorry for Patty," site said,
with flashing eyes. "I and sorry
that 0ite will have such a husband.
Whether she takes you or not, you
willnethaveate! Tfohidyouto
speak to me like this again. Patty
.s it thousand times too good for
you! I do not care for you—•I dis-
like you! I would not be in the
sank room with you it I could help
it!"
, "Pen, I love you!" he crie.tl
'Then go and tell Patty so, like- an
honest man; but do not think that I
rh:tll take you! .Arthur, I do 'lot care
for you!"
"You want 0 rich man ---that Fur -
is like l !" std Pen tco'n-
fully, "Mr. Ferguson pay's ole, such
aatenti on, dote he not "
"I know what' your 'face does for
men said Arthur between his
teeth He judged its power by what
he himself was offering to .forego
foe the sake of that fair ''ace.
Pen turned away to leave the
room,
"Pen' are you going?" sail Ar-
thur'. He covered his face with his
hands, and his shoulders heaved.
Are ,yon going without a word;'"
She had a heart that was quickly
touched to pity, and Arthro' was her
nearest relative, and one whoa. not
long ago she had loved uta something
more titan at .relative, She went
back and put her hands open his
sleeve, bttt took then- away quickly,
remembering tbt->ring that Arthur disliked a
specie upon hie clothes and that her
:finger;: were not .free from oil.
"I tun sorry, Arthur, but •what can
1 say? You are my relative, and .1
like you, but not in that other way
—that is dead!"
"You are changeable!" said Ar-
thur fiercely,
"Perhaps I am; I know that I am
changed,"
There mune a "tap -tap" of heels
along the 'corridor.
"Are you going to tell Patty?"
said Arthur,
"You judge others by yourself!"
said Pen,
She picked up the oil c an and
left the room, and Patty gave her a
curious look as she passed, Was
Patty suspicious that Pen would take
het' lover front her?
It was the last effort that Arthur
made for freedom, After this he
appeared to accept sullenly the rich
Wife Pate had given 'aim; but Patty
seemed to notice nothing peculiar
He steed rad looked at her, and
she split the nil in her nervousness,
"MTh': i= Patty' $lit aelccd,
"Trying on dresses, I sttupose,
Pen, I tun to he married nest I''ri-
clay."
Pen put down the 111 can aim
wiped her fingers. Arthur's voice
was tutyti» ng but that of a imppy
bridegroom.
If you haul not been horrid to •t fel-
low do you think I would have left
you,?"
".I do not think so,"
"You made me do it"
"I was always fond of you Pen,
"It is too late to talk like that,"
said Pen. You aro to be married
nest Friday,"
"Put is it too late Pen?" He seiz-
ed her hand. "Pen, we might go
away together—you and I --and tie
married at Lima quietly."
"No we -night not," she looked at
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The wedding day drew near. They
5vere to be Married early in the
morning by the Reverend Sand,
Macpherson at the hacienda, and
were then to be driven to Carlon.,
where the ceremony was to be gone
through before the British Consul.
:lir. Ferguson saw that everything
was in order.
Pen was busy; there were to he a
meal and a Glance given to the ser-
vants and work people, and the
houses was to be decorated with roses
by Patty's special request. Site in-
quired whether there were any neigh-
bours who might be asked, but there
was none. Aunt Sarah said, with a
glance at her brother, that she knew
of none; Mr. Macpherson would he
the only guest.
Pen did not grow happier 11s the
wedding -day drew near, She -no
longer caret' :for Arthur—she was
sure or that—but he was her cousin,
and ,ince she had loved hint. He
could still bring a thrill to her
heart, The sound of his footstep,
the sound of his voice, could make
her heart leap to her throat until
slice rcmw
.'mbered that he as 110 long-
er the Arthur she had loved, He was
the musk of that Arthur, who had
never exits ted in reality'.
"My brother says that you are to
go to the Finiaysons," was Miss b'e.r-
•ruson'.s astonishing announcement
to Pen two days before. the wed-
ding.
"I'n the finitaTyson 1"
"The head man who live; in the
utouutair::. Patrick hits rooms in
hie pottis,. and he or I often stay
there. But why he wants you to go
their now, with this wedding in pre-
paration, cc more than mortal 0'111
tell, all he eaye, wheat I ask him,
is that you are to go. I told him
would be nothing ready if you were
:ew•1y, but he only said, `Miss Her-
rington is to go to the Fi,tlay.ons,'
and will remain there until after the
wedding. Men are oncugh to
the patience of saints!"
"But why should 1 go?'
"Because Patrick says so," said
:!Lias Peri: t:am grimly'. "That is
why, and reamn enough you will
find it when you know him as well
as I do."
Pen was soddenly cotscititts tied
it would •lip a relief—a great relief' t
--to be away from the wed:lin:r. •
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!Finlay ' la a hn try with 0 pair of
h ,r which, le' thankfully�b-
n I..crvod wet. quiet and did not kic1
one-•. ..h. Ferguson was dressed in
1111e w'hito which was usually worn in
that hot elitists, and had his large
Panama straw hat tilted over his
• •y•,. Pen looked up at hint 'ince
1 to make ;orale remark, but he stun -
ell se
o grave and stern that ell
thought ha would prefer silence,
which was what she wanted.
The road wound up for some lit-
e tie distance in a gentle ascent, than
it became steeper, and the scenery
grew wider. Orchard; and tr •.':s
were left behind; the peaks of the
mountains deemed to frown down
upon them, and rocks burst front
the sparse turf on either side, .At
one place Mr. Ferguson, stopped
the horses and pointed at the dis-
tant peaks, shining with the sun-
light upon then'. The valleys were
filled with a blue mist, but the
peaks were bright with light.
"It is beautiful!" said Pen.
• They drove on again. Before
Pen could now see a little house
perched in a cranny of the rocks.
A 111E111 came down the steep road,
or rather track on the rocky sur-
i'aec', towards them.
"This is Finlayson."
IHe was a tall soldierly -looking
man, who touched his hat as a sell-
' -rte to Mr. Ferguson and addres_; d
him with a punctilious deference
which was strange after the easy eq-
uality of the other servants.
"I have brought you a guest, Fin-
layson. You can put her tip "
"Of course, sir! There are your
rooms."
Finlayson walked up beside the
buggy, his hand upon a horse's neck,
Ile and itis utas ter had much to talk
of, and before long Pen heard the
note of deference modified in Fin-
laysons v0!c•0. They were talking .,s
ratan to Mala. Mr. Fer'gusoti s
terrier, Billy, 'had jumped from the
buggy and taut by Finlaysou's site,
!sometimes leaping to give his hand a
lick.
Tito buggy Stopped at the bottom
of some 1 tep; cut in the rock. A
'pretty woman taut down and arhi:es-
! sed Mr. Binlayson in broken, but
(voluble English. She welcomed Pen
'with smiles and laughter and led hex
�up the stain's to the little ]louse witi_h
was spotlessly cletun. A baby slept in
a cut beside the opens window; a
ifo',l peeked at some crumbs before
the door; a glimpse of the high's'
!peaks of the mountains could be
seen.
" Miss Hegingam must please es-
coose Anita, She Hurst get dinner
ready for Mr, Ferguson and Miss
llegingam. 14Iiss Hegingam will
sleep in the back room_ Will she
She did not care fon' Arthur any
more, but nevertheless It would be
hitter to see ltittt marry another
11701111111. She drew a long breath,
Are you going without arguing
with hila?" said Miss Ferguson as
she gave Pen a shrewd inquisitive
glance.
"T--1 think so. I should like to
see the mountains." '
"Ah l" To herself Miss Ferguson
said Patri'c'k had his reasons, "There
will be a fine muddle without you,
child; but you are not looking well
---this heat is trying, Among the
mountains it will be cooler. He will
drive you up this evening if you can
be ready,"
"I will be ready "'
Patty was told that Pon was to
leave, but she made no remark. Ar-
thur was not seen, and Pen was
glael. She and Patty shook hands
and touched one another's cheeks,
"f hope you will be happy," whis-
pered Pen looking white,
"I am sure I shell be," said Patty
coolly,
Mte Ferguson drove Pen upto the
take off her 'at 1111(1 Jacket there,
and then go into the Teeth' citting-
roonl•--lits Ferguson's lectle room?"
Pett found the room bare but spot-
less, with a window which looked
over the valley to the towering An-
des, She stepped into the room
which opened out of the bedroom.
Hero were books and writing panel.
and old magazines, The window
looked upon the same view as that
of the 'bedroom. She heard the
two leen come into the kitchen where
Anita cooked; they were still talk-
ing l.msily, Then she heard the baby
crow. And was that Mr, Ferguson's
voice? Yes, it was certainly his
voice bilking' and laughing to the
child. There were also Anita's tones,
with a delight in them. Finlayson
cane in wi'tll a table cloth over his
arm to lay the tabun for dinner, He
cleared the books front the table,
rind laic' the cloth in a businesslike
way. Pon still heard the sounds
of laughter and delight from the
kitchen, Site pooped through the
door when Finlaysota lied gone nut
to fetch the other things. Mr. For -
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,tit'. 1'e1'teti oil !'alar• i•!t And sat
down npeo; i7 • to Pett.
"Finlay•on alrr:ty; make:: one "at
Ivhtal I certle to his hou,'," he ;lid
smiling at the ratan, whci 1.115 !tan 'nig
Pett her chop.
Finlay:::on made no answer. He
waited with a correct manner and as
'impassive at face as any butler, The
dinn a' was excellently cooked. An
omelet followed the chops, ani a
judge of wine. The glass and $11-
1701' were glittering; the napery was
otless and fine. It w118 better than
anything at the hacienda, where, aI-
lthough the linen and silver were of'
the best, the servants could not be
;taught to care for thein. His mas-
ter did not speak to Finlayson sifter,
ithe first few moments, The man
;stood b'e'hind the chair upright as a
'soldier, quick to see anything that
was wanter by either of the two
visitors, and deft in service. The
meal ended, Finlayson placed wine,
cigars, and some dishes of fruit bt
the window and withdrew,
Mr. Ferguson placed a chair for.
Pen by the window.
"You will not mind my smoking.'”
he said.
He appeared a different man :ince •
he had come to the little hou .e in
the mountains. His sad face h,td
br!;