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2 MARTHA DELLIM6BR or 8YN0P8IS. AfUlit Redmond, opera singer, atarona; for an auto drive In New York, finds a tranccr sent aa her chauffeur. Leaving the car, she goea Into the park to lead the will of an old friend of her mother, who haa left her property. There she la accosted by a stranger, who follows her to the auto, climbs In and chloroforms her. James Hambleton of Lynn. Mass., witnesses the abduction of Agatha Hed mond. Hambleton sees Agatha forcibly taken aboard a yacht. He secures a tug and when near the yacht drops over board. Aleck Van Camp, friend of Ham bleton. had an appointment with him. Not meeting Hambleton, he makes a call upon friends. Madame and Mlsa Melanle Key nler. He proposes to the latter and Is re fused. The three arrange a coast trip on Van Camp's yacht, the Sea Gull. Hambleton wakea up on board the Jeanne D'Arc, the yacht on which Is Agatha Itedmond. Hla clothes and money belt have been taken from him. He meets a man who Introduces himself as Monsieur Chatelard. who Is Agatha's abductor. They fight, but ara Interrupted by the Inking of the vesael. Jimmy and Agatha are both abandoned by tha crew, who take to the boats. Jimmy and Agatha swim for hours and finally reach shore In a thoroughly exhausted condition, lte roverlng allghtly. the pair find Hand, the rhaufieur who assisted In Agatha's ab duction. He agrees to help them. Jim Is delirious and on the verge of death. Hand goea for help. He returns with ur. Thayer, who revives Jim. and the party Is conveyed to Charlesport, where Aga tha'a property la located. Pr. Thayer la tha brother of Agatha's benefactor. CHAPTER XII. Continued. But such a condition was, after all. more apparent than real. In his heart Aleck knew that he did love Melanle "enough," however much that might be. He loved her enough to want not only and not mainly, what she could give to hfm; but he wanted the happiness of caring for her, cherish lng her. rewarding her faith with his own. She had not seen that, and It was his problem to make her see It There was only one way. And so, In foreettlng himself, forgetting his wants, his comforts, his studies ' his masculine will herein was blossoming of Aleck's soul. Melanle Instinctively felt the and the sub tie change, and knew in her heart that Aleck had won the day, though she still treated their engagement as an open question. Aleck would read to her in his simple, unaffected man ner. sometimes with Madame Reynler and Mr. Chamberlain also for audi ence, sometimes to her alone. And since they lived keenly and loved, all books spoke to themef their life or their love. A-lIne, a phrase, a thought, would ring out of the record, and each would be glad that the other had beard that thought; sometime they would talk It all over. They learned to laugh at their own whimsical preju dices, and then Insisted on them all the harder; they learned, each from the other, some bit of robust optimism, some hannlness of vision, some further reach of thought. After they bad read, they would play at anolts. struggling sternly against each other; or Chamberlain would ex amine Melanle In nautical lore; or to gether. In the evening, they would trace the constellations in the heav ens. During their first week they were In the edge of storm for a night and a day; but they put into harbor where they were comfortable and safe, and merry as larks through It all So, day by day. Aleck hedged Me lanle about with his lore. Was she thoughtful? He let her take, as she would, his thoughts, the best he could give from his mature experience. Was she ray? He liked that even better, and delighted to cap ber gaiety with his own aueer. whimsical drolleries Whatever her mood, he would not let her get far from him In spirit. It was not In her heart to keep him from her: but Aleck achieved the super mundane feat of making hla Influence felt most keenly when she was alone, She dwelt upon him In her thoughts more Intensely than she herself knew; and that Intenseness waa only the .re flection of his own thought for her. They had been sailing a little more than a week, changing, the low placid Connecticut fields for the rougher northern shores, going some times farther out to sea, but delight lng most In the sweet, pine-fringed coast of 'Maine. There were no more large cities to visit, only small vtl lages where fishermen gathered after - their week's haul or where slow, prlmL tire boat building was still carried on. Most of the Inhabitants, of the coast country appeared to be farmers as well as fishermen, even where the soil was least promising. The aspect of the shores was that of a limited but (airly prosperous agricultural - com munity. Under the shadow of the hills were staid little homes, or fresh-paint ed smart cottages. Sometimes a bold rock-bank formed the snore for. miles . and miles, and the hills would, vanish tnr a ac8.ee. Here and there . were headlands formed by mighty boulders, Against which the waves, endlessly hashed and as endlessly foamed back Into the sea. fiuoh a headland loomed np on their. o starboard one evening when the sun ' was low; and as the plumes of spray from the incoming waves rose high In the air a rainbow formed itself in the fleeting mist. It was a fairy pic ture, repeating itself two or three times, no more. That's my symbol of hope,"" said. Aleck quite impersonally, to anybody who chose to hear. " Mr. Chamberlain turned to Aleck with his ready courtesy. "Not the only one you have received, I hope, on this charming voyage." Madame Reynler was ready with her pleasant word. "Aren't we all sym bols for you if not of hope, then of your success as a host? We've lost our aches and our pains, our nerves and our troubles; all gone overboard from the Sea Gull." "You're all tremendously good to me. I know that," said Aleck, his slow words coming with great sin cerity. Melanle kept silence, but she re membered the rainbow. The headland was the landward end of a small island, one part of which was thickly wooded. A large unused house stood In a clearing, evidently once a rather pretentious summer resi dence, though now there were many signs of dilapidation. The pier on the beach had been almost entirely beaten down by storms, and a small, flimsy slip had taken Its place, running far down into the water. A thin line of smoke rose from the chimney of one of the outbuildings; and while they looked and listened the raucous cry of a peacock came to them over the still water. Presently Chamberlain suggested: "I feel It in my bones that there'll be lobsters over there to be had for the asking. I heard your man say he wanted lobsters. Van; and I believe I'll row over there and see. I'm feel lng uncommonly fit and need some ex- "All right, I'll go too," said Aleck, "I'll bet a bouquet that I beat you rowing over Miss Reynler to furnish the bouquet!" was Chamberlain's next proposition. "Do you agree to that. my lady?" "And pray, where should I get bouquet? "Oh, the next time we get on land. And we won't put up with any old bou quet of juniper bushes and rocks, eitherj We want a good, old-fashioned round bouquet of garden posies, with mignonette round the edge and a rose in the middle; a sure-enough token of esteem that kind of thing, you, know. Is it a bargain, Miss Rey nler?" "Very well, it Is a bargain," agreed Melanle; "but I shall choose bachelors' huttons!" So they took the tender andgotjbff, with a great show of exactnesses to time and strictness of rules. Madame Reynler was to hold the watch, and Aleck was to wave a wnite nandker chief the minute they touched sand, Mr. Chamberlain was to give a like signal when they started back. The yacht slowed down and held her place as nearly as possioie. Chamberlain pulled a great oar, and was. In fact, far superior to Aleck in point of skill; but his stroke was not well adapted to tne cnoppy waves in shore. He had learned It on the sleepy Cam, where the long, gliding blade counts best. The men stayed ashore a long time, disappearing en tlrely beyond the chimp of trees that screened the outbuildings. When they reappeared, an old mail was with them, following them down to the boat Then the white handkerchief appeared, and the boat started on Its return. leek profited by Chamberlain's work, and made the boat leap forward bra shorter, almost Jerky stroke. He came back easily with five minutes to snare. "Good work!" said Mr. Chamber lain. "You have me beaten, and you'll get the bachelors' buttons; but you had the tide with you. "Nonsense! I had the lobsters ex trat" asserted Aleck. - "WelL If you had been born an Eng lishman. we'd make an oarsman out of you yet!" "Huh!" said Aleck. But they had news to tell the ladles, and while they were having their dinner their thoughts were turned to snother matter. 'The Island, it ap peared, had for some years been aban doned by its owner, and Its only in habitant waa a gray and gristly old man,' known, to the region as the her mit. His fancy was to keep a light burning always by night In the land ward window of his cabin, so as to warn sailors off the dangerous head land." There was no lighthouse In the I vicinity,' snd by a kindly consent the people on the neighboring Islands and on the mainland opposite encouraged his benevolent delusion, if delusion it might be called. They contrived to send him provisions at least once a week; and they had supplied him with flag which. It was understood, he would fly in case he waa In actual need. So, alone with his cow and hla fowls, the old hermit spent his days. winter and summer, tending his lamp when the dark came on. Aleck and Mr. Chamberlain had picked up Borne of this information at the last port which the Sea Gull made; but what was of new and real Interest to them was the story which the old man told them of a castaway on the Island a few days before. "AH hands had abandoned the yacht Just before she went down, it appears. The owner was robbed by his own men and marooned on the her mit's Island that's the gist of It," said Aleck.' "The hermit said the man wouldn't eat off his table," went on Mr. Cham berlain; "but asked him for raw eggs and ate them outdoors. Said that ex cept when he asked for eggs he never spoke without cursing. At least, the hermit couldn't understand what he said, so he thought it was surslng. And while the old man was talking," added Chamberlain resentfully, "that blooming peacock squawked like a demon." "The yacht that went down, accord ing to the man, was the Jeanne D'Arc." said Aleck, who had been grave enough between all their light-hearted talk. "I didn't tell you, Chamberlain, that my cousin, my old chum, went off quite unexpectedly on a boat called the Jeanne D'Arc. Where he went or what for, I don't know. Of course, It may have been another Jeanne D'Arc; It probably was. But it troubles me." Melanle was Instantly aroused. "Oh, I had an uncanny feeling when you first mentioned. . the Jeanne D'Arc!" she cried. "But could you not find out more? What became of the man that waa marooned?" He got off the island a day or two ago, s&td Aleck. The people mat brought provisions to the old man took him to the mainland, to Charles- port." "The beggar left without so much as thanking tne old man lot ms eggs," added Chamberlain. "We'll put into Charlesport tonight. if ' you don't mind," said Aleck. k "If I can find the man that was marooned, I may be able to learn something about Jim, If he really waa on the yacht You can all go ashore, If you like. There's a big summer hotel near by, and It's a lovely country." "We'll stay wherever it's most con venient for you to have us," said Melanle, looking at Aleck, for once, with more than a friendly Interest in her eyes "And perhaps I can help you, Van; two heads, you know," said Chamber lain. The village still rang, 1f so staid community could be said to ring, with reports of the event of the week be fore. Doctor Thayer had been sphinx like, and Little Simon had been Imag inative and voluble; and it would have been difficult to say which had teased the popular curiosity the more. Aleck found a tale ready for his ears about the launch and Its three passengers, with many conflicting details. . Some said that a great singer had been wrecked off Ram's Head, others that (t was the captain and mate of the Jeanne D'Arc, others that It was daughter of old Parson Thayer's sweet heart and two sailors that came ashore. Little or nothing was known about the Island castaway. Aleck fol lowed the only clue he could find thinking to get at least some Inkling of the truth. CHAPTER XIII. Aleck Sees a Ghost. ' Little Simon drove leisurely up the long rugged hill over which Agatha and James had so recently traveled, and drew rein In the shade at a dis tance of a long city block from his destination. He pointed with his whip while he addressed Aleck, his sole passenger. "Yonder's the old red house, mister. The parson, he hated to have his trees gnawed, and .Major here's a great horse for gnawing the bark offer trees, Ro 1 never go no' nearer the , house than this."'' "All right Simon; you wait for me here." ,' ' Aleck walked slowly along the coun try road, enjoying the fragrant fields, the quiet beauty of the place. It was till early in the day, for he had lost no time in following the clues gath ered from the village as to the sur vivors of the Jeanne D'Arc. The air was fresh and clean, with I tang of the distant salt marshes. ' . , ' A long row of hemlocks and Norway spruce bordered the road, and, with the aid of a stone wall, shut off from the highway a prosperous-looking vegetable garden. Farther along a flower garden glowed In the fantastic coloring which gardens acquire when planted for the love of flowers rather than for definite artistic effects. Farther still, two lilac bushes stood sentinel on either side of a gate way; and behind, a deep green lawn lay under the light, dappled shade of tall trees. It waa a lawn that spoke of many years, of care; and In the mid dle of its velvet green, under the branches of two sheltering elms, stood the old red house. It looked comfort able and secure. In Its homely sim plicity; something to depend on In the otherwise mutable scenes of life. Aleck felt an instantaneous liking for It, and was glad that his errand, sad as It might possibly be, had yet led him thither. Long French windows in the lowet part of the house opened upon the piazza, and from the second story ruffled white curtains fluttered to the breeze. As the shield-shaped knocker clanged dully to Aleck's stroke, large, melancholy hound came slowly rouna tne corner of the house, ap proached the visitor with tentative wags of the tall, and after sniffing mildly, lay down on the cool grass It wasn't a house to be hurried, that was plain. After a wait of five or ten minutes Aleck was about to knock again, when a face appeared at one of the side-lights of the door. Present ly the door Itself opened a few Inches, and elderly spinsterhood, wrapped in severe Inquiry, looked out at him Can I see the lady, or either of the gentlemen, who recently arrived here from the yacht, the Jeanne D'Arc?" Aiec a. s voice and manner were friendly enough to disarm suspicion It self. Sallie Kingsbury looked at him for a full second. "Come In." Aleck followed her Into the wide. dim hall, and waited while she pulled down the shade of the sidelight which she had lifted for observation. Then she opened a door on the right and said: Set down in the parlor while I go and take my salt rlsin's away from the stove. I ain't had time to call my soul my own since the folks came, what with callers at all times of the day." Sallle's voice waa not as Inhosplt able as her words. . She was mildly hurt and grieved, rather than offended She disappeared and presently came back with a white apron on in place of tho colored gingham she had worn before; but it is doubtful if Aleck no ticed this tribute to his sex. . Sallie looked withered and pinched, but more by nature and disposition than by-age She stood with arms akimbo near the center-table, regarding Aleck with In qulsltlveness not unmixed with liking, You can set down, sir," she said politely, "but I don't know as you can see any of the folks. The man, hes up-stalrs sick, clean out of his head; the young man, he's nursing him. Can t leave him alone a minute, or he'd be up and getting out the win dow, frail I know." Aleck listened sympathetically. "A sad case! And what Is the name. If I may ask, of the young man who Is so Uir : ' ) . "Lor, I don t know,? said Sallie, "The new mistress, her name s Red mond; some kin of Parson Thayer's, and sbes got this house and a lot of money. The lawyer was here yester day and got the will all fixed. She's singer, too one of those opery sing ers down below, she Is." Sallie made this announcement aa if she was relating a bewildering blow of Providence for which she herself was not responsible. Aleck, who be gan to fear that he might be the re cipient of more confidences ' than decorum dictated, hastily proffered his next question. Can I see the lady, Miss Redmond? Or Is It Mrs. Redmond?" Sallie gave a scornful. Injured sniff, "Miss Redmond, sir, though she' old enough to be a Mrs. I wouldn't so much mind her coming In here and using the parson's china that I always washed with my own hands If she was a Mrs. But what can she, an unmar ried woman apd an opery singer, know about Parson Thayer's waya and keep ing this house in order, when I've been with mm going on seventeen years and he took me outer the Home when I was no more than a child?" Aleck s heart would have been stone had he resisted this all but pas sionate plea. "You have been faithfulness Itself, I am sure. But do you think Miss Red mond would see me, at least for a few minutes?" Sallie recovered her dignity, which had been near a collapse in tears, and assumed her official tone. "I don know as you can. and I don't know as you can. She's sick, too; fell over board somehow or other, offer one of those pesky boats, and get neuralagy and I don t know what all. But I'll go and see how she's feeling." "Stay, wait a minute," aaid Aleck, seized with a new thought "I'll write a message to Miss Redmond and then she'll know just what I want IX you'll be so good as to take It to her?" "Why, certainly, of course I will, said same Kingsoury. "Only you needn't take all that trouble. I can tell ber what you want , myself. Faille was one of those persons who regard the pen as the weapon of last resort, not to be used until necessity compels. But Aleck continued writing on a blank leaf of his note-book. The message was this:- "Can you, give me any Information concerning my cousin, James Hamble ton. who was thought to be aboard the Jeanne D'Arc?".' " 1 tie tore me leai oui, extracted card from his pocketbook. and "hah 1 ed leaf and card to Sallie. "Will you please give those to Miss Redmond?" Sallie wiped her hands,' which were perfectly clean, on her white apron, took the card and bit of paper and de parted, sniffing audibly, When she re turned. It was to say, with a slightly more Interested air, that' Miss Red mond wished to see .him upstairs. She stood at 'the bottom of the wide stairway and pointed to a corner of the upper floor. "She's In there room on the right!" and so she stalked off to the kitchen. Aleck Van Camp sought the region Indicated by Sallle's gaunt finger with some misgivings; but he was pres ently guided further by a clear voice. Come in this way, Mr. Van Camp, if you please!" The voice led him to an open door. before which he stood, looking Into a large, old-fashioned bedroom, from whose windows the white curtains fluttered in the breeze. Miss Redmond was propped up with pillows on a horsehair-covered lounge, which stood along the foot of a monstrous bed. She was clothed in some sort of wool wrapper, and over her feet was thrown faded traveling rug. By her side stood achair on which were writing materials, Aleck's note and card, and half-written letter. Agatha sat up she greeted Aleck. t "I am glad to see you. Mr. Van Camp. Will you come In? I ask your pardon for not coming downstairs to see you, but I have been ill, and am not strong yet." She was about to motion Aleck to chair, but stopped In the midst of her speech, arrested by his expres sion. Aleck stood rooted to the door sill, with a look of surprise on his face which amounted to actual amazement. Thus apparently startled out of himself, he regarded Agatha earnestly. "Will you come in?" Agatha repeat ed at last "Pardon me." he said finally In his precise drawl, "but I confess to being startled. You you bear such an ex traordinary resemblance to some one know, that I thought It must really be she, for a moment." Agatha smiled faintly. "You look ed as If you had seen a ghost" Aleck gazed at her again, a long, scrutinizing look. "It does make one feel queer, you know." "But now that you are assured that I'm not a ghost, will you sit down? That, chair by the window, please. And I can't tell you how glad I am to see you; for James 'Hambleton, your cousin, If he Is your cousin. Is here in this house, and he is ill very 111 Indeed." Aleck's nonchalance had already disappeared. In the series of sur prises; but at Agatha's words a flush of pleasure and relief overspread his face. He strode quickly over toward Agatha's couch. Oh. I say old Jim I thought, I was afraid " Agatha was touched by the evi dences of his emotion, and her voice became very gentle. "I fancy It is the same James Hambleton of Lynn?" Aleck nodded and she went on: "That's what he told me, the night we were wrecked." Agatha looked at Aleck, as If she would discover whether he were trust worthy or not, before giving him more of her story. Presentlyshe contln- uea: j1 . He's a very brave, a very wonderful man. He jumpea overuoara to save me, after I fell from the ladder; and then they left us and we swam ashore, But long before, we got there I fainted, and he brought me In, all the way, though he was nearly dead of exhaus tion himself. He had hemorrhage from overexertion, and afterward chill. And now there Is fever." Agatha's voice was trembling. Aleck watched her as she told her tale, the flush of happiness and Joy still light ing up his face. As she finished re lating the meager facts which to her denoted so many heart-throbs, a sob drowned ber voice. As Aleck followed tho story, his own eyes wavered. "That's Jim, down to the ground. Good old boy!" he said.. 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