The Island School — page 19: what you’re looking at

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Prat fee ari # pet py icin wg: Hise ane oan ae i % oa “4 bY >F Ay “fs pHR Hing La Ae? Na a ms ve surely don’t tee me to lift this castle | in e e air by eh of proof ?” if you don’t mean to do it, you had better not about the possibility of its being done.” See here,” said Morse, producing a pill-box from oh SJ pocket. He carefully took off the lid, disclosing a Wet an pa rents oF of white powder at vine bottom. “ You ge wi © Yes-looks I like a pects boylae ” replied Terry. ig a8 Here is a flat stone,” continued Morse, com- | edly, “on which I place one grain of powder. i “You ‘can. scarcely see it. Now take this other stone ané d give it a smart tap.” Vlorse closed up his pill-box and pathos! to a atk - shor distance, as Terry, with a grin, and the stone in Hy He - “pe Og Rhee hi and, bending over the grain of powder, gave it a ene tap. tk _ Bang WC a aw went eflike a Jan sun, ae fae! in we fright 8k skipped and fell into a sitting position. ak a “Thave at various times made and stored away xs ae a pout. half a pound of that stuff,” said Morse, serenely. Na ‘Wh at do you think of it P” : oh Hang it !” said Terry, as he rose from the ground. My «you | don’t mean nee say that i is S your) own inven- | “Yes and no,” answered Morse. “TI callit improved vmelenite, and the improvement on the original article | s mine.” | _ “ Does Nap know you make such stuff as ‘that! fe prered Terry, as they set off down the path. % “No, nor anybody else but you. Don’t talk about “ es, - > a Sons of ie precious inventions,” said Terry, 2 making ; a wry face—“a sort of powder. There was not a 80 much as you can put in a thimble.” . This was true, and he concealed the truth with regard to the smallness of the quantity used. a “Tt made a precious row, anyway,” said Tim a - Dawson. a The sun was now low down in the west, and when they reached the level it was: lost. behind the line of i a rocks on the other side of the lagoon, The sky was a __ liane hue, epuen towards the’ sun, pans off to not a oud in es sky. 4 _ Mrs.. Farrell and Eveline ‘sat by the porch of ihe | sstoothonse, engaged in light needlework, In the ar] ill ae you Wes fale of and ‘power of ce tha, be ut if we do not see it, how are We i) mee | ae yeeet abou Ji ks in P 7 ae fe Late Aah eas Pye ety ing sup a rh oe aaah a ier itiay Bhi On the ane tie tnd thes ae eae and the beauty of the scene susan itselt several of the Council of Ten, especially on tie als e- | looked at Eveline. A Net tek Pee: mn Me oer Ce i Ce Round her golden hair there seemed to bea " alo, | # light, but that may have been his fancy. | It ese ae him, however, of some pictures he had seen, painted , by the old masters. There was assuredly, “at the moment, something more ee earthly in her yout i sia beauty. nth Paha) aaa - “The most Heaeatuln scene on n earth, ” cal bis ho) looking round him, ‘on my word. “What a contrast it is to some of tite stifling places at home! . ‘Thin : Of eke ae yteuate 50 & on dle > “ ~* rs x a .-* ‘ * 4 ¥ lew oe = ca, + oe - W pa at 9 - _ = he re aT =i . + | ce. ~ - . * “2 ath +5 oa or a - ——— SS —— M > =k ‘ icf Me i) the East-end of London and this spot. ih i oa “Where is our Nap 2” asked Morse; “ ‘he i is usually sitting like a patriarch in his porch, survoyin pe 3 flocks and herds of men and boys.” _ eG deh “ He is just coming out of the house with Martin, nD,” said Steene. eo ae It was so. Pale and with restless eyes, the head of the place emerged from his house in coms Ly V ith A Martin, the blacksmith. A of : ! de\ strong as you. can make Phar aa if. fe i should like to have them fixed before to-morrow oF night.” 18h hy | SEA te os oe “Very good, sir.” 4 Martin turned away and bent ine foctstepe in ‘the direction of the quoit-players. Mr. Farrell sauntered back to his wife and daughter. rs ‘‘ Where are those negroes?” he inquired, « ny at ‘ not see them about anywhere.” i mA He “They asked for permission to go to Silver Bay te bathe, and I gave it them,” Mrs. Farrell said. its he el XY Ny es y hie Ps an ? Hees ihe , “They said they would be back by oe a marked Kveline. oie Gane oe a The boys could not linger longer, and passing on to- — wards the lagoon, heard no more. Beyond the « orders _ | for the iron bars there was nothing of importance in . what they heard. But that struck Jim Gordon as “i being another link in the mystery of apenas oy trouble. sa 4 He did not lingo 1s the lagoon, but wandered | on to the spot where the men were playing. 1, ee ™ He soon got an opportunity to speak to Martin, - es who stood near the quoit-players, looking on. noe aH “To-morrow afternoon,” he said, “I shall’ be. ak A to take a turn at the forge, unless you have eo Be work. on that 4 is beyond me”. oi aa Reeth a a