PAGE FOUR
,i HIGH COURAGES
SYNOPSIS: inne Farnsworth
has found that she is not thi heir
n Luke and Luanda Farnsworth,
because she Is not their real daugh
ter, she teams also that her "rela
tives" plan to humiliate her, and
leaves the home she had considered
hers in Portland to try to find out
who she really is. She has me John
Neuman, an unusual younil Finn
ish fisherman, and he has taken her
to tecla Sorki. her old nurse, tvho
lives near Astoria,
Chapter 17
MORE FACTS
pLIN'DED by the light, Anne Blum
- bled across the raised thresh
old. Tecla followed, railing at ber
owd stupidity. "I was asleep. I
waken, quick. I do not see well for
t' moment and I think you are t'
ghost That white coat, your balr
hanging In braids."
"The ghost of whom?" Anne
asked quickly.
"Oh," Tecla shrugged her shoul
ders." that I do not think for sure.
Perhaps my sister."
"Your sister is dead?" Anne de
manded, "when did she die; where?"
"Before I come to this country.
She die In Uleaborg maybe thirty
year ago, no, thirty-three. She was
young, like you. Younger, sixteen.
she had just taken confirmation."
They were In the room now and
the momentary Interest Anne had
had In Tecla's sister bad waned. She
supposed she did look ghostly com
ing In out of the dark In that white
slicker. Tecla had pulled a wooden
rocker close to the cook store, In
a room which seemed to be used for
living as well as kitchen purposes.
Anne sank Into the rocker, then
looked up. The room seemed filled
with sober, round-eyed children who
stood silently watching her.
Tecla rapped out an order In Fin
nish and they vanished as silently
las thoy bad appeared. When the last
ibad disappeared through a narrow
door, and the sound of bare feet pat
Jterlng up a wooden staircase had
I ceased, Tecla turned to John.
, "I'll bring your keys back, after
while," he said, and he too disap
peared, leaving them alone.
Tecla crossed the room, stlrrod up
the fire, then came to atand before
Anne, and look down at her. Anne
felt she was a child again and that
somehow Tecla had come Into ber
nursery during the night, to frighten
away a bad dream with ber pres
ence. "You wish to tell Tecla, or no?
Maybe to bed now you go, yes?"
"I" Anne, stood up, "I "
"You have had trouble," Tecla
cried. Impulsively ber arms went
out and Anne went Into them.
When the sobs had quieted under
the steady stroking of the woman's
i hand, she spoke. "There Is trouble.
'There is more than grief, Nlkkl?"
"Yes." Anne straightened up. and
'smiled at her old nurse through her
' tears." I'm ashamed Tecla, but," sbe
shrugged her shoulders, "it's good
to be here."
Tecla nodded. Sbe looked about
the big kitchen, the living room of
ber home, and smiled. It was spot
lessly clean. Against the starched
iwhltencss of her window curtains,
was the delicate tracery of hanging
ferns and potted plants In painted
tins. Dishes gleamed from shelves,
accented here and thore by old world
pottery In rich blues and buff.
"Yes," she conceded with pride,
"home Is always good. You are at
nome here."
AT borne. Anne sank Into the
worn wooden rocker. She didn't
stop to analyze the difference she
felt between Tecla and the other
servants.
Tecla ahe had known only In the
years ben she waa dependent upon
ber. The other sen-ants, whom she
liked no less, had as she had grown
assumed the places of those to be
commanded. Tecla had never lost
her place of the one to he obeyed, in
Anne's mind.
She obeyed her now. She talked,
told more thnn she realized In her
rush of words, and Tecla, a gro
tesque Utile figure In her worn grey
bnihrobe pulled over an equally
worn flannel gown, listened.
"I don't understand." the nurse
protested when she had stopped.
"Always Mr. Farnsworth t'lnk for
yon. always! When you are little he
say, 'I bullii these fine canneries, then
when my little Anne grow big, she
have them." "
"1 know." Anne, confessed. "Ho
said something of that to ma the
very afternoon of the accident, then
something happened later to make
him chanpe his mind. Tecla." she
said sharply, "you were with him
durlns that time. Tell me. what did
you B.iy to him and to mother?"
Tecla looked at her, "I not say
anything about you. I promise I not
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tell what I say, but," she shrugged
ber shoulders, "I only tell him the
men grow angry at the cannery buy
ing first from the fish traps. I bring
him the petition written by the fish
ermen. He ask me who own these
traps. I tell him what I think. He
asks me to prove, but that I cannot
do."
Anne was satisfied she was telling
the whole truth. Luke's attitude
later, proved this. However It did
not explain the reason for a change
In his will. And now sbe thought
of the other reason for her Journey
there, the principal reason.
"Tecla." she began, cautiously,
"why do you call me Nlkkl?"
"Annlkkl, Is the Finnish for Anne.
Sometime I call you Annlkkl, some
time just Nlkkl."
"Nlkkl, Just Nlkkl." She brooded
over the name, "Tecla, that's who 1
am, Nlkkl ... a nobody!"
"No!" Tecla'a voice was sharp,
"never you are to say that again,
never, hear me?"
Anne looked up In surprise. "Then
you know I'm not Luke Farnsworth's
daughter," she challenged.
Over Tecla Sorki's face there
spread the queer Immobility of ex
pression which Anne was to learn
was the protection of the Finn
against his enemy.
"Tecla," she Insisted, "you have
to tell me. Did you know?"
"Yes." The snswer came defiantly.
"Then you have bilked to mother
about this? Tecla, help me please.
Tom Farley Is Intimating that my
own mother was sort of a waif who
drifted Into the hospital, literally
out of the night."
AND now Anne saw the anger ol
the Finn, a slow. Inarticulate,
burning anger. She swung away
from Anne to attack the fire, to slam
stove lids and strike at Interfering
pieces of wood.
"Tecla"
The woman turned. "Tom Farley
la a fool. He la also a liar. He doei
not take from you Just your home
and your money, he take your name."
"Then I have a name? Tecla, do
you know It? Did Luclnda ever say
anything to you about my parents?"
"Yes." Again the peculiar defi
ance. "This much I tell. Mrs. Fams
worth, she say tc me 'Tecla, now
am happy. My baby sbe come from s
father who Is strong and brave, from
a mother who Is the fine lady.' Thai
she say to me."
"I hadn't thought of my father,"
Anne declared, softly, and repeated,
" 'a father who Is strong and brave.'
Tecla, I'm going to find blm, will you
help me?"
Tecla stooped and patted Anne's
hand. "No, Nlkkl, I tell you some
t'lng else Mrs. Farnsworth say: 'now
they are both dead so Luke and
I will be like her own.' That much
I tell."
"Had he died before my mother
came to the hospital, do you know?"
"I don't know," Tecla confessed
and her brow furrowed. "Only I know
Mrs. Farnsworth say he die that
same night No more I know." she
concluded with set atubborness.
Anne was satisfied she knew more,
but she waa also satisfied with what
she had learned. She would stay
near and gradually she would learn
more. Now she relaxed Into the
chair, conscious of the warmth that
penetrated to her chilled marrow, ol -the
simmering tea kettlo, the cozy
crackling of the fire and the patter
ing rain on the window panes.
"Nlkkl, dinner you had?" Tecla
asked suspiciously, as she looked at
the pale face of the girl.
"No, but I'm not hungry."
"Bettor you eat before you go to
bed." She hurried to the stove to pull
a coffee pot forward, then from the
rear porch she brought a bowl. "It
la fishermen's stew, It makes them
big and strong like It make you.
little Nlkkl."
She chatted on as she busied
herself about the kitchen, tying a
stnrch-stlff apron ovor her robe.
"You stay awhile with Tecla?" she
asked, pouring the contents of the
bowl into a pan.
"If I could, Tecla. Would you
have room for me? I'd so love to
hide away for a while until 1 know
what I want to do,"
"So," agreed Tecla.
A rap on the door Interrupted
further plans. John N'enmsn stepper!
In. "Your keys, Miss Farnsworth,."
he said.
"Come In, John," Tecla. ordered
"we have the stew, and I cook coffee.
Later we talk. She hesitated a mo
ment, then turned to Anne. "You do
not care If I tell him some of whal
you have told me?"
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