The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1899-03-21

Duclllu SlCttttli Np ana dO1Cn the deck.
fingers to release it. Then in its frantic
struggles the dolphin threatened TO
spring back to its native element, and
Loring had to head him off and thrust
him to the middle of the deck again,
close to the skyIight of the saloon, and
there he. bade her come and watch the
vivid, swiftly changing, iridescent hues
Of the beautiful creature, and she obe-
diently drew near and stood bending
over in mingled triumph and compass
sion.
"Ah, que es bonito!' she sighed as
the frantic leapings seemed to cease
and the prize lay gasping at full length,
exhausted by the violence of the long
battle.
Presently Loring called the steward
to send up for the senorita's captive
and to serve it at the senoritas table
for breakfast, and then perhaps he
might have returned to his solitary
walk, but the study of Spanish is never
more fascinating than when rosy lips
and pearly teeth are framing the courtly
phrases. Whatever the cause of her agi-
tation the night of the meeting, what
ever his preconceived idea of her COM
plicity in the scheme that robbed him
of his guard at ella Bend and laid him
low in the dust Of the desert, Loring
found as the result of five days. observ-
ance and reflection that his original
views had given place to doubt, and
doubt at last to confidence in her utter
innocence
Knowing what ordeal was before him
at the end of the voyage, he had studi-
ously avoided her. but now avoidance
was no longer possible. For few mo-
ments they stood there, saying little, for
he was not practiced in the speech of
Spanish, and at any time his words
were few, and then he asked her if she
would not like to walk. When Turn
bull clambered up the stairway just as
the breakfast gong was banging, he was
amazed to find the engineer and Pancha,
arm in arm, pacing swiftly up and down
the deck in perfect step and apparently
in as perfect accord, the girls delicate
face lighted up with glow that was
not all Of exercise, her wonderful eyes
looking frankly into Loring's fine,
thoughtful face, her free hand gesticu-
lating eagerly as she chartered blithely,
almost ceaselessly, for Loring was
fattering listener to men or women, old
or young
1t was TRANSPORTED maiden that met
the sisters De la Cruz as they ventured
from their staterooms to the table. Even
Inez, their boasted beauty, looked sal
low and wan beside her radiant cousin,
and the fat duenna, their aunt, gazed in
mingled fastonishment and disapproval
at the sight.
But Pancha was the heroine Of the
day. Pancha's hand had caught the
dolphin, and the captain showered his
loud congratulations, the purser handed
her to her seat and would gladly have
sidled into the chair of Senior Sepulvida,
who had come aboard with them at
Guaymas and kept his berth until the
previous evening, yet now came forth
to face the gathering company at break
fast. Tho skipper had placed the stout
sonora at his own right, with Turnbull
just beyond her. To Senorita Inez he
had given the left hand seat. with Lor-
ing on her other side and Senorita Gar
men just beyond him. So there was the
engineer flanked by damsels said to en-
Joy no little wealth and social station,
yet his blue eyes never wandered over
across and farther down the table than
where sat Pancha with stuffy old
cigar merchant between her and their
party. and that scapegrace. Sepulvida,
ogling on the other hand. Two at least
of that reassembling company deserved
their appetites at breakfast. But Turn
bull bad no zest for anything, and the
women generally only fsebly toyed with
their forks. The colonel had found time
to seize Loring by the arm and whisper
on the stairs:
"By Jove. young man. you're play
wing deep camel d. you expect to find
out anythingy'
II have-already, . said Loring.
"The devil You have! What?''
"She'a innoceut-utterIyl r.