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I I | Shadow | :| of the | | Sheltering I if Pines | A New Romance of the j|| Storm Country j| I GRACE MILLER WHITE I & Copyright by the H. K. Fly Company. SYNOPSIS. CHAPTER L?Lonely and almost friendless, Tonnibel Devon, living on a canal boat, child of a brutal father and a wornout, discouraged mother, wanders into a Salvation army hall at Ithaca, N. Y. There she meets a young Salvation army captain, Philip MacCauley. CHAPTER IL?Uriah Devon, Tony's father, returns to the boat from a protracted "spree," and announces he has arranged for Tony to marry a worthless companion of his, Reginald Brown. Mrs. Devon objects, and Uriah beats her. She Intimates there is a secret connected with TonnibeL ' CHAPTER III.?In clothes that Uriah has brought Tony finds a baby's picture with a notification of a reward for its return to a Doctor Pendlehaven. She aro98 to return the picture. CHAPTER IV.?With the Pendlehavens, a family of wealth, live Mrs. Curtis, a cousin, her son and daughter, Katherine Curtis and Reginald Brown. Katherine is deeply in love with Philip MacCauley. CHAPTER V.?Tonnibel returns the picture to Doctor John, and learns it belongs to his brother. Dr. Paul Pendlehaven. It is a portrait of Doctor Paul's child, who had been stolen in her infancy, and her loss has wrecked Doctor Paul's life. Doctor John goes with Tony to the canal boat and ministers to Mrs. Devon while she is unconscious. CHAPTER VI.?Returning to consciousness, Mrs. Devon is informed by Tony of her visitor. She is deeply agitated, makes Tony swear she will never tell of Devon's brutality, and disappears. CHAPTER VII.?Tony's personality and her loneliness appeal to Doctor John and he arranges to take her into his house as a companion to his invalid brother. CHAPTER Vill.?Tony's presence In the house has a good effect on Doctor Paul. He begins to take a new interest in life. Visiting the canal boat, Tony finds Reginald Brown there. He attempts to kiss her. Captain MacCauley appears and throws the man into the .lake. Uriah Devon orders MaoCauley off his boat Paul Pendlehaven lay wide awake In his bed, his sunken eyes filled with darkened sorrow. His brother had stayed with hirn the most of the night and now sat beside him. "Will you sleep?" asked Doctor John. "I'll try," was the response. "I could if I knew where she was." Doctor John reached over and took ' his brother's thin hand. ',rTViA mArninff mav hrintr hPT* hflok." AUC UiVlUlUg 1UUJ ..w. , he said soothingly. "And Paul, old man, if you worry like this, you'll be back where you were four weeks ago." The invalid sighed heavily. "I've grown so accustomed to her," he said in excuse, "and somehow since you told me of her people, I fear somej thing may have happened to her." "We'll hope for the best," said John Pendlehaven, rising. "Now if I run down for a wink or two will you lie quietly while I'm gone?" "Yes," came in a breath, and true to his word, Paul Pendlehaven scarcely breathed for a long while after his brother went out, although his heavy gray eyes stared at the breaking dawn. If anyone had told him a month ago, he could have longed for any human being as he now longed for Tony Devon, he wouldn't have believed it. He dreaded the day without her dear smile bending, over him. Perhaps she would never come back. At that thought he groaned. If he could only go to sleep. Only close his eyes? His lids sank slowly down, and he slept fitfully. Mingled in his dream of Tony Devon came a sharp sound. That, like Tony, must be a dream, too, that sound that was out of the ordinary noises of the day, for although the sun had called into life the bees and birds, Ithaca still slumbered. The noise came again, striking against his nervous brain and waking him. Suddenly, with panting breath and beating pulses, he lifted himself on his elbow. The screen had fallen from the window and perhaps ten seconds passed as he stared mutely at it. Then like a shot from a gun, Tony Devon sprang through the window into the room. For a moment the sick man gazed at her with mingled emo- j tions. Something dreadful had hap- ! pened to her. She was so white, so | wraithlike and changed, yet blotching ; the pallor of her face were reddish blue bruises. Then the bare feet took the distance between them in a bound. The dimples at the corners of her lips j lived a moment and were gone. When Paul Pendleliaven dropped back on the pillow, she spoke. "Me and Gussie's back," she said brokenly. "I climbed up the tree and got to the roof, fearin' to wake up the other folks in the house." She sat down beside the bed. "Somehow I knew you'd be lookin' for me. sir." I Tt was because she had passed through such a dreadful night and was so terribly tired that she cried a little as a cb'Vi cries after it has been cruel- , ]y punished. Paul Pendlehaven let his thin hand drop on the frowsly head. Tears stung his own !ids li.te nettles. "Dear child," he breathed, "dear pretty child, I've waited all night for you. My God, what's happened to you?" Tony covered her face with her hands. "Somebody beat me up," she moaned. "I can't tell anything now. And I lost my pretty clothes." Sudden strength came to Paul Pendlehaven. He sat up straight and forcibly lifted the pitiful hurt face so he could look at It. "Tony," he began gravely, "I command you to tell me what happened to you. Tell me instantly. If I knew, I could take steps to punish the ruffian who dared to do this thing." That was just what Tony didn't want. Hadn't she sworn to Edith In the presence of the infinite Christ, that good Shepherd who had given up His life for His sheep, that no matter what Uriah did she wouldn't peach on him? The tears were still rolling down ^ ^r-v*% 11 rla UW CIltftJKS ilULU UUUCi IUY1C1 cu "UO. "You have so helped me, Tony," continued Pendlehaven, "and yet you refuse to let me do what I can." She tried to think of something to comfort him. "But sometimes daddies and husbands beat their women folks," she explained. "Then your father whipped you?" quizzed the doctor. "That I can't tell," said the girl. "Don't make me. . . . Oh, Lordy, Tm all tuckered out." It was of no use to put questions any more, thought Pendlehaven. He was persuaded that her father had done this dreadful thing. At eight o'clock, when Dr. John Pendlehaven softly entered the sickroom he found his brother in sound slumber, and Tony Devon, her face discolored with bruises, fast asleep in the chair by the bedside. It was a' stubborn Tony that faced Doctor John that morning. Adroitly he tried to draw from her the reason for her extreme paleness, for the dark marks stretched across her face, and the meaning of the shudders that suddenly attacked her. "I can't tell," she reiterated in distress as she had to his brother. "Please don't ask me." That her mother was dead, she firmly believed. This she did tell the doctor between many sobs and tears. Til never see her ever any more," she told him tremulously. "And if you'll let me, I'll live here forever and forever and take care of Doctor Paul." "My brother can't get along without you, dear," he said, deeply touched. "If you had seen how he grieved last night, you wouldn't have made that remark." "I know he likes me," said the girl, sighing, "and I love him. Why, I love him?" She searched the man's face and caught his smile. "Better than you do me?" he came in with. "Yes," said Tonnibel. honestly, "but you next?" Then she thought of Philip, of the hours he had held her against his breast, of the kiss in the morning's dawn, and she fell into a bashful silence. When Doctor Pendlehaven told Mrs. Curtis that Tony had returned, her face drew down in a sulky frown. "But we needn't care," Katherine said afterward, "s*he doesn't bother us much. For my part I can't see how Cousin Paul stands her." "John says Paul almost died last night," took up Mrs. Curtis. "I suppose she's one of the things we've got to stand In a house run by an old bachelor and a grieving widower." "To say nothing of a father with a daughter Igst somewhere in the world," supplemented Katherine. "There's no danger of Caroline's returning after all these years," said Mrs. Curtis. "If?if?that girl hadn't come, Paul wouldn't have lived long. John told me so himself. I almost hoped that? "That he'd die?" interrupted Katherine, maliciously. "Well, to he truthful I have wished it many times. Cousin John would have to think of somebody else then. Perhaps he'd turn his attention to you, mother darling." "He won't while Paul lives," sighed Mrs. Curtis. "I don't know just what to do. I've thought of every conceivable way to get that girl out of the house, and John forestalls me every time." "I'm glad Philip hasn't seen her," remarked Katherine. "He's just the religious maudlin kind who would fall for an appealing face like hers." Mrs. Curtis made an impatient gesture, and Katherine proceeded, "We can't deny she is appealing, mamma, even if we hate her! And God knows I loathe her so I could strangle her with these two hands." She held up clenched fingers. then relaxed them and laughed bitterly. "Heavens! What's the use of butting our heads against a stone wall? . . Give me a cigarette, my dear Sarah. Philip won't be here until night. and I can get rid of the odor before that." Meanwhile upstairs Tony Devon was fast getting hack to her normal self. The blessed assurance she had that she was needed by her sick friend lifted her spirits. She grieved inwardly for her mother, but shuddered when she thought of her father. Now all ties were cut between them. She had no doubt but that both Uriah and Reggie thought she was dead in the lake. She hoped they did! She'd never see oither one of them again. She was sitting think! ig deeply when Paul Pendlehaven spcke to her. "I/rp. dear." said he, reaching out his hand toward her, "ccme over a niiuute. I want to talk to youF* Tonnibel went to him Instantly, as she always did when he called her. "You will promise me something," he insisted, as his hot hand clasped hers. "Tony, don't go out again like you did yesterday. I shan't be able to stand it if you do!" Tonnibel's mind flashed to Philip. She felt sure he would go to the corner of the lake every day to meet her, as he had gone to the canal boat. Yet as she gazed into the imploring eyes of her friend, she had no heart to deny him his wish. "I'm selfish, perhaps," the man went on, "but, Tony dear, if yo^ want to go out, there's lots of cars In the garage, and horses in the stable. Won't you promise me?" Tony thrust the memory of Philip's face from her mind. She put the wish to be in his arms again, to feel his warm lips once more on hers behind her, and tremblingly smiled in acquiescence. "I promise," she said in a low voice, but a sob prevented her from saying anything more. CHAPTER X. The Stoning. Never before since he had taken tip his work of redemption had Philip . MacCauley found the hours so long and so difficult to live through. Day after day he canoed to the place Tony had promised to meet him, only to return to Ithaca more, at sea than ever. He had the sickening idea that the girl he had grown to love was again in the clutches of her brute of a father and Reginald Brown. Tony, too, began to lose the high spirits that had returned almost immpdinfplv nftpr hpr escane from the canal boat. The gray eyes grew darkly circled, the lovely mouth seemed to have lost the power to smile. Paul Pendlehaven noted all this with apprehension. He questioned the girl time after time, asking her if she felt , well, if there was anything she wanted, but she always replied in the negative. One day after they had had their dinner, he sat looking at her curiously. She was close to the window reading a book, when he caused her to look up by calling her name. "Run downstairs, Tony dear," he went on, "and tell my brother to come up here before office hours, will you, honey?" The girl rose, laying aside her book. She dreaded venturing into Mrs. Curtis' presence and s'hivered when she remembered the critical Katherine who looked her over with supercilious toleration whenever they happened to meet. But she made no complaint and went slowly downstairs. The dining room door was closed, but the sound of voices from within told her the family ' was at dinner. She opened the door slowly and stepped Inside. For one moment her vision was obscured by the fright that suddenly took possession of.her. As the blur cleared from her eyes, she saw John Pendlehaven smiling at her. Then a sharp ejaculation from some one else swung her gaze from the doctor's face, and it settled on?Philip MacCauley. She went extremely pale and put out her hand to grasp something for support as if she were going to fall. She saw him rise up slowdy, an expression of amazement and relief going across his face. She smiled, but what a weary little smile It was and how full of pleading, as if she were silently begging him to forgive her for some deed she'd done. John Pendlehaven gazed at the two young people, and then he too got to his feet . | "Philip," he said abruptly, "this is Tormibel Devon. She's Paul's companion. We have?" Philip interrupted the speaker by his sudden bound around the table. "Tony Devon, little Tony," he cried. "I thought, oh, I thought you were I dead. I thought I'd lost you forever." [ A noise fell from Katherine's lips, and Mrs. Curtis stumbled to her feet. "So you know her too, Philip," she ! snarled with a hasty glance at her pallid daughter. "I thought we'd kept her well out of your way. So you've I played the sneak while eating bread and ! butter in my house, miss," she .blurted ( at Tony. "Well, it's what one might have expected of you?you huzzy." "Mother!" gasped Katherine, as Tonnibel snatched her hands from Philip. "Kathie, you needn't 'mother' me!" cried Mrs. Curtis, blind with rage. "Either she goes away or I do. I won't stay in the house with a common sneak?a common?" "Sarah, sit down," thundered John ~ ... HT\ ?J- 1. ILA. fenaienaven. uulii spea* auuuit-i such word or?" Tony was at the doctor's side before he could finish nis threat. "I didn't sneak," she said, looking up at him. "Oh, please?please believe me." "That she didn't," cried Philip, coming to her side. "Cousin John, I've known Tony Devon ages, and I didn't even know she was in this house." He turned his flashing eyes upon Mrs. Curtis, who was weeping hysterically. "You ought to be ashamed of yourself. Cousin Sarah," he went on, "to use such language to a perfectly nice little girl. Why, you've just about broken her heart." His voice had sunk to a passionate whisper. His eyes misted in a youthful struggle to control his joy, and?and at the sight of him, Katherine lost hei wits entirely. "Who and what have we been harboring in this house, Cousin John?" she shrieked in a high thin voice, struggling to her feet. "A gutter rat, a little snake, a loose girl?" Each ward, brought out with greater veheneg.-e and passion than the ona before, struck the listeners dumb. Irj shame-faced misery.'Tonnibel sank tfl ' the floor, dropping her head into her hands. "Oh, no, I'm not that," she wailed, j "My mummy never lived in the gutter; j she never did. I was poor, awfulj poor?" "Poor!" exclaimed Katherine. "You're : worse than poor. I suppose you've wheedled Philip the same way you1 have Cousin Paul." "Katherine, I command you to be silent," shouted Pendlehaven. "If you \ say another word, I shall ask you to leave my house." "Well, I never!" screamed Mrs. Curtis. ! "And you too, Sarah," thrust in the doctor. "We don't know the truth of 'm own' In Shame-Faced Misery Tonnibel Sank to the Floor. this thing, but I know very well that Tony Devon is not a bad girl." "That she is not," interjected Philip. "Now I'll tell you all about it." As John Pendlehaven raised her to her feet, TJonnibel lifted her head and fixed her tearful eyes on Captain MacCauley. i ?<v an rvr?Arv? in r?Aii M attah +a11 nr>TT -?-vu yiuuiiacu u lie * ci icu au jbody," she murmured. Her mind was with the dead Edith Devon, and the words of her own serious reverent oath given in the presence of her wildeyed mother would not allow her to consent that Philip should lift the stigma heaped upon her by the Curtis women. "So I did," admitted Philip, soberly, "but you see now this has happened. You must release me from that promise." | "I can't," sighed Tony. Then turned her face to Pendlehaven. "You'll trust us," she pleaded, waving her hand toward Philip. "Please trust him and me." : "Ha!" shrieked Mrs. Curtis. "Trust you?" . | "Shut up, Cousin Sarah," snapped Philip at the angry woman. Then he ] addressed himself to the doctor. "I ( did promise her I wouldn't tell how , we met. And I won't! In fact it Isn't j any one's business. Is it, Cousin ] John?" ! "Not that I can see," came In rather drawling answer. , | "I'll repeat what I said before," Philip took up hastily. "I didn't know ] she lived here." ! i "We're ready to believe that?nit," cried Katherine. Captain MacCauley stared at her. j Was this frowning angry girl the smil- < ing, yielding Katherine he had known or thought he had known? "You can bejjeve it or not, Kathle," 1 he told her savagely. "It makes no1 difference to me. But it's true, just i the same." j 1 "Wait here for me, Philip," said the doctor, in a low tone. 'Til be back in a moment. I Then he took Tony by the hand and they went out together. j For several tense moments a silence too dreadful to describe settled down' i upon the dining room. Katherine twisted her fork sulkily and Mrs. Curtis still sniffed in her handkerchief. Philip looked from one to the other, wishing with all his heart he could say something that would clear the! atmosphere. j "I'm sorry, Cousin Sarah," he said abruptly, trying to smile. "It certainly was awkward, wasn't it?" "Awkward?" repeated Mrs. Curtis, wrinkling her -face. "Awkward isn't the word, Philip. It was disgusting." i The gorge rose again in his throat. "Tonnibel Devon is the best girl I know," he asserted. "Poor little thing, I pity her with all my heart." j "Pity is akin to love, my dear Philip," sneered Mrs. Curtis. "Mother," cried Katherine. "Philip wouldn't so far forget himself and his friends and position as to love?well? if you can't keep your tongue still, go upstairs." I This was a shock for Philip. That j any girl could speak to her own mother . In such a way was beyond his com- j prehension. The door opened just men and Dr. John walked in. "She came down to tell me that Paul wanted me and forgot it." he said * in a low tone. "The poor child is quite ' overcome." I ' Mrs. Curtis tossed her head and s rose from the table, and Katherine, * rising also, followed her mother out J of the room. j J There was very little said between 1 rhe young man and his older friend * after the ladies had taken their departure, but when Captain MacCauley * was ready to leave, he looked anxiously at his companion. 1 i "Cousin John," he murmured. "You ' won't let any one?" ' "Indeed not," interrupted the doetor. cn*!eipating the lad's plea. "Tony ' Devon is here to stay. Phil." j 1 "Could I?could I see her, Cousin John, Just a minute?' the boy faltered. "Not tonight, old fellow," replied the doctor, kindly. "Tomorrow, perhaps." And Philip had to be content That evening Katherine spent with her mother in hopeless misery. "He acted just as if he loved her," she wailed at one time in their conversation. "I'd give anything to And out how long he's known her." "So would I," said Mrs. Curtis. "Katherine, we've got to get her away by some means. She's bewitched John ?she's brought Paul up from his grave ?and there's no telling, she may usurp your place in their wills." "And now she's hoodwinked Philip," gulped Katherine. "Can't you think of some plan? Can't we claim she steals or something like that?" "John wouldn't believe it, especially now that Reggie is coming home," was the answer. "His letter today said he'd be here very soon. Everything that happens in this house out of the ordinary Is blamed on my poor boy." And she began again to cry. "Great Heavens, mother, don't do that," screamed Katherlne. "Can't you see weeping doesn't do any good? You make me so nervous I could fly. We've got to make some plan to get her out of here. While you're sniveling all the time, you can't think." Mrs. Curtis rose and walked to her bedroom door. "My children have no sympathy for me at all," she shot back. "But you say I can't think while I cry? Well, watch me I I'll bet you five dollars Tony Devon is out of this house before another week is over." ********* The next morning when Reggie Brown came home, he went directly to his mother. Of course, as usual, she wept at the sight of him and began to upbraid him for his thoughtlessness. Why hadn't he let her know where he was? Why had he been gone so long? Reggie laughed inrolently. "Do I ever let you know where I go, mater?" he demanded, dropping Into an easy chair. "No, I don't, and I won't I I've come for five hundred dollars I have to have. Now cough it up." . "I haven't that much money In the world," sobbed Mrs. Curtis. "Then wheedle it out of Cous'n John," he commanded. "I've simply got to have It!" Paying no heed to his gruff command, Mrs. Curtis rocked to and fro In excess of agony. "If Paul had died," she wept, "we'd have had a lot of money?" "How do you know?" was Reggie's quick query. ^ "Because I know how his will's i made," explained his mother, "and i unless his Caroline is found, your Cousin John and I get all his money." < Reginald's eyes blazed into a flame of interest. Money was the only thing that attracted him. "Why doesn't he die, then?" he asked, dropping back sullenly. "He's old enough and sick enough, Isn't he?" "Because he's getting well," replied h?s mother. "That girl?" "What girl?" Reggie's voice asked the question in monotone. "Some huzzy John picked up not < long ago," was the reply. "She's brought Paul to life? and John Is wild 1 about her, and now?" "Where Is she?" Interjected Reginald. "With your Cousin Paul. And, Reg- ; gie, Fd give five hundred to get her out of the house." The boy rose and stood gazing down at the tips of his highly polished boots. "Fd give more than that," he replied solemnly, "to know Cousin Paul was In his grave." ( 'Then rid us of the girl, and he'll soon keel over," said the mother. But Reginald wasn't interested In Cousin Paul's new companion. He wanted money and that was all, now that Tony Devon was dead. "How about the five hundred for me?" he questioned, looking at her keenly. J "I've said I hadn't it, my son," said she. "Now run away and don't bother , me% anv mrirp." , Reggie did leave the room, but not , the house. His mind was filled with ( many plans to get hold of the cash j fie rr :ded. There were two things had ] to oe done. Whoever the girl with Cousin Paul was, she had to go. It _ was enough that his mother didn't want her in the house. Reggie could j abuse his own women folks; he could t make them cry all he wanted to, but J that any one, and a stranger too, could force his mother into a spell of hysterics, he wouldn't tolerate. Then the other thing to which he * iad made up his mind almost brought* tils hair on end when he contemplated ^ It. The world had to be relieved of Cousin Paul. n A little drop of something?Reggie :ose to his feet and walked nervously A ap and down the room. 'Twould be r ?asy enough to get hold of, for Dr. ^ John always had plenty of drugs on 0 aand. p That afternoon he met Captain Mac- 1 Cauley od State street. The sight of Reggie's slim swaggering figure ^ irought Philip to a quick decision. He a stopped directly In front of Brown, ' ind, as it was the first time they'd met p since the memorable moment when g Reggie had been flung In the lake, they ooked embarrassedly into each other's 5 iyes. " "So you decided to come home?" isked Philip, his voice sharply toned, j Reggie gathered together his cour- r ige and curled his lips. Why should ( le be afraid of a Salvation army cap- ! :ain even if he were rich? "Tt innfrs like it. doesn't It?" he t sneered. "And it's none of your buei- ' less, anyway." "It's my business about how yoa treat Tony Devon," Philip begnn, but Reggie's fresh outburst cut off bll words. "Nobody'll ever treat her any way after this," he almost groaned. "She's dead, drowned In the lake." A horrified expression passed over Philip's face. Then he realized that Reginald didn't know of Tony Devon's presence in the Pendlehaven home. "She's better off then than she was the last time you saw her," he said . and whirled away. Twenty minutes later Philip was talking to John Pendlehaven. "You promised last night I could see her today," he pleaded. "I'll promise only to stay a few minutes. May I go up?" "No; I'll call Tony down," was the reply. "I don't want Paul disturbed today." When the boy and girl stood facing each other, embarrassment kept them silent for some moments. Philip had decided to find out whether Tony knew of Reginald Brown's connection with the Pendlehavens, although he was positive in his own mind she did not "It's a nice day," he blurted out and Tonnibel's low "yes" was her onlv answer. How Drettv she looked, thought Philip, and how much he desired to kiss her as be had the other time in the breaking dawn on the shore of Lake Cayuga. "Tony," he said huskily, "don't you ?don't you?like me at all?" Tonnibel opened her eyes to their fullest extent Why, hadn't she kissed Tony, Don't You Like Me at Allf him, oh, ever so many times? No girl would do that? She blushed and studied the tip of her pretty shoe. "Don't you, Tony, or If you don't, couldn't you?" pleaded the boy. "I like you heaps," she breathed with suppressed emotion. She wanted to throw her arms about him rights then, to tell him how she had longed to be with him, all about her promise that she would not leave the house again without some one with her. She was considering this when? "I wanted to ask you?if you've seen H* 1+ mnn o era I n V* caM PhfHtV "Thft Ll.uvi, liiau agaiu ? auiu > ??_ one I?" "Yon slung In the lake?" Interrupted Tonnibel, a dimple peeping out at the <*>rner of her mouth. "No, never. I guess old Reggie thinks Fm dead, don't you?" "I saw him In town today," he told her finally and then almost cursed himself for his brutality. She had gone so white and was looking about her helplessly. "He'll find me, mebbe," she hesitated, a haunted expression coming Into her^ eyes. "Mebbe he will." "No, he wont; not if you let me help you," exclaimed Philip. "Now, listen to me I Don't go out of Cousin Paul's rooms for anything, no matter what. Call a servant if you want anything downstairs. And don't leave the house ufiless you go with me. I want your promise that you will not come downstairs. Will you give it to me?" 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