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Poynter discovered an abandoned motorcycle by the roadside, which with some little malice he had crated at the nearest town and dispatched to Baron Tregar. Thereafter, after a warning talk with Johnny, Philip slept by day and watched by night.
Dear knows I haven't a harelip or even a lisp. Why, Baron Tregar, my dear. He's been staying in St. Augustine, too. It almost seemed as if he had deliberately followed me there though of course that couldn't be. And the Prince too. And the Baron bought an aeroplane to amuse himself and annoy the Carrolls " Aunt Agatha flushed again, cleared her throat and looked away. Why Ronador was in St.
When or where he had gone, no one knew. Only Diane caught the whir of his motor on the road to the north. "It is better so," said Tregar compassionately. "Though his love began in treachery, Miss Westfall, and drove him through the mire, it was, I think, genuine. A man may not see his hopes take wing with comfort. And Ronador's life has not been of the happiest."
Tregar thought of the black moments of impulse and the tearing conscience and pitied him profoundly. "Excellency," reminded Diane, "there is an explanation " But Ronador's pallid lips were set in lines of fierce denial. "Philip!" appealed the girl. "Well," said Philip looking away, "it's a tale of a candlestick." "A candlestick!" "And a hidden paper." "Yes?"
This I must do for myself. They will spare her and years hence the thing may stir again. I I can not bear to think of it even now, Tregar. I have paid heavily for my moment of madness. For nights after, I did not sleep. Even now the memory is unspeakable torture!"
"Granberry, for all your ciphered pledges, lives and mocks me as he did tonight, as he did months back. I could kill him for the indignities he has heaped upon me, if for nothing else. And he knows more than you think. What did he mean to-night?" "Circumstances," said Tregar coldly, "have made you unduly sensitive and suspicious.
To depart night before last and suddenly reappear is quite of a piece with your mysterious habit of fading periodically out of civilization. Baron Tregar, how exceedingly delightful of you to come this way and surprise me when I fancied you were so keen about those horrid tarpon that you wouldn't leave them for all I wrote and wrote." There was a sprightly nervousness in Ann's manner.
"And Themar?" inquired Philip coldly. "He was not injured so badly as I feared," admitted Tregar slowly. "His accident," commented Philip quietly, "was to say the least coincidental and convenient." "Just what do you mean?" "Just why," begged Philip icily, "did you wish me to intrude further upon the hospitality of Miss Westfall?" "There was an errand," reminded the Baron blandly.
Her mother deserted her and the old chief granted me half her life. I could not bear the touch of her hands or the look in her eyes for many months, but through her, Tregar, at last I learned peace and forgiveness and forbearance, as men should. I built the lodge for her and me. I taught her the ways of her white father.
Then the sirocco of fear and hate centering about her, would blow itself out forever and his own life would be safe, for the secret would be worthless. These men Tregar, Ronador, Themar scrupled for vastly different reasons to take the life of a woman. Money! Money! He must have money!
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