The Argosy — page 31: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

Edina: 21 “Yes, I must hide myself from him, as my uncle says,” resumed Frank, referring to the advice in the letter ‘‘ He could be a dangerous enemy. For my own sake; for—everybody’s sake, I must keep myself where he cannot find me.” Emerging from the coppice to the open ground, Frank lifted his eyes, and saw, standing near him, the man in grey, whom they had christened the Tiger. He was leaning against the tree with bent head and folded arms, apparently in deep thought. All in a moment, just as a personal fear of him had rushed over Charles, so did it now rush over Frank. His brain grew dizzy. For the notion somehow struck him that the man was not wanting Charles at all. But that he might be an emissary of Blase Pellet’s, come here to look after himself. CHAPTER XXI. AT JETTY’S. Joun Jetty was the local carpenter. A master inasmallway. His workshop was in the village, Grassmere, hard by Eagles’ Nest; his dwelling-house was on the common, already told of. In this house he lived with his sister, Esther Jetty ; a staid woman, more than ten years older than himself: he being a smart, talkative, active, and very intelli- gent man of two or three-and-thirty. The house, which they rented of Major Raynor, was larger thah they required, and Esther Jetty was in the habit of letting a sitting and bed room in it when she could find a desirable lodger to occupy them. On the Thursday in Passion Week, when she was in the midst of her house-cleaning for Easter, and in the act of polishing the outside of the spare sitting-room window, in which hung a card with “ Lodgings” written on it, she noticed a man in grey clothes; who was sauntering up from the direction of the railway station, an over-coat on his arm, and a good-sized black bag in his hand. “Some traveller from London,” decided Esther Jetty, turning round to gaze at him ; for a stranger in the quiet place was quite an event. - “Come down here to spend Easter.” The thought had scarcely passed her mind, when, somewhat to her surprise, the stranger turned aside from the path, walked direct to- . wards her, and took off his hat while he spoke. ‘Have you lodgings to let?” he asked. “I see a card in your window.” “Yes, sir, I have ; two rooms,” said she respectfully, for the courtesy of lifting his hat had favourably impressed her, and. the. tones) ofc his voice were courteous also, not at ail like those of an individual in comicbooks.com