Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1908-02-12
CHAPTER V.-Continued.

CHAPTER V.-Continued.
But a few minutes after, Barnes sud-
denly remarks that he wants some
more cartridges for his pistols, and
obtaining the cutter, is rapidly rowed
to the landing and disappears in the
sixteenth century architecture of the
town.
Consequently, when Marina and Enid
come on deck, the latter discovers her
swain is absent and, being now in
clined to find fault with her gallant,
pouts mentally: Burton might have
asked if I'd like run on shore also"
But both boats being now at the
landing, the ladies' are compelled to
spend their time rather monotonously
looking at the picturesque little port,
though Marina does little of this. The
very sight of France seems in some
occult manner to alright the beauti-
full woman as she leans upon her hus-
bands arm. To him she whispers,
nervously: "Will we get to Nice to-
day."
Not with this wind" remarks Ed
win. To this he adds, suddenly: Dear
one, you seem afraid of that place."
mot while have you by my side,"
she answers, ambiguously; and clings
more tightly to his arm.
During this, Miss Anstruther, rather
modify with marine glass inspects
the neighboring fishing boats in the
roadstead, some of these seagoing
craft. Among them is one whose
graceful lateen rig attracts the Eng
lish girls attention. Having little
else to do, the young lady several
times puts her binocular upon the
lateen-rigged fishing boat, and in the
course of two hours weary waiting,
becomes quite familiar with it's grace.
full outlines and rig.
About this time Barnes returns in
the cutter and is not overgraciously
welcomed by his fiancee, who, though
generally level-headed, has now nursed
the slight that she conceives her love
and trust had received yesterday, into
fervid jealousy under which each I'M
intentional omission of service in her
betrothed is an additional offense.
Together they pass tiresome hour
till Leboeuf makes his appearance in
the dingy.
why in the dickens weren't you off
before?" Anstruther calls out to the
cook; and the great culinary artist
ascends the side ladder jabbering an
almost piteous tale of the difficulty OF
obtaining ice, fresh meats and veg.
etables at this time of the evening in
this dead and alive town. But l am
happy to say" he favors the ladies
with an ELUSIVE bow, Il have obtained
Eat which under my art vii become
meals worthy of even zeir attention
for several days."
To this Edwin gives slight heed He
Is in hurry to make an offing before
darkness sets in, and already has the
dingy hOisted up, has broken ground
with his anchor and the Seagull is un
der way.
AS they round the Cap des Salins
Enid, who is still using the marine
glass, though it is now growing dusk
notices that the lateen-rigged fishing
boat has hoisted sail also, and appar
emily being a very swift craft, is fol
lowing them rapidly.
That evening, Monsieur Leboeuf sus
tains his reputation as culinar,
artist. In addition, he has obtained
some beautiful violets and graciousl,
stepped in himself from his galley tt
arrange them with Gallo taste artist
cally on the dining-room table in the
little salon. During this, the petite
cook, being a dark-eyed, romantic ant
ferocious looking little fellow, attract:
very favorable attention from the
ladies.
Miss Anstruther, conversing Will
her swain, has graduated from aggres
sive vivacity during soup and fish tt
GOODNESS at dessert, eQualing the ice!
she is eating.
Fortunately Barnes is too occupied
with certain mental calculations an(
considerations to give great heed tt
his sWeetheart's eccentric attacks
though in detected, distracted way
he feels them. He is cogitating: "Hov
shall we best make Johnny Crapea,
innoXious?" for several occurrence!
ashore have made him exceedingl,
suspicious of Monsieur Leboeuf.
Cigars end this almost uncanny feas
the American goes on deck to smok,
his and Edwin. putting big Imperial
relieves the mate in his charge of tn,
vessel.
AS for the ladies, they retire early
and awake the next morning to fin,
the vessel floating midway between
the picturesque cliffs of Monte Carlo
that are hazy In the distance, and tn
mountains of northern Corsica, Just
little to the southeast
After breakfast, of which everybod