The newspaper., 1909-07-09

ne grumDled. haven seen so much
as rabbit, nor even one land bird.
May be a drought-no; must be the
dry season Whee. these things are
hot! I'm thirsty as a shark Now,
where's that softy and her ladyship?
'Fraid she's in for tough time!'
He drew on his shoes with a jerk,
growled at their stiffness. and, club
in hand, stepped clear of the brush to
look for his companions. The first
glance along the foot OF the cliff
showed him Winthrope lying under the
shade OF the overhanging lodges. a few
yards beyond the sand beach. OF
Miss Leslie there was no sign Half
alarmed by this, Blake started for the
beach with his swinging stride. Win
thrope was awake and on Blake's ap-
proach. sat up to greet him.
'Hello," he called. Where have
you been all this time?"
"'Sleep. Where's Miss Leslie9"
"She's around the point"
Blake sTinned. mockingly. Indeed!
But l fawncy she won't be for long"
He would have passed on. but Win
trope stepped 3efore him.
Don't go out there. Blake" he pro-
tested. 'I-ah-think It would be bet
ter If went"
Why" demanded Blake
Winthrope hesitated; but an impa-
tient movement by Blake forced an
answer: well. you remember. this
morning. telling us to dry our clothes"
Yes; l remember" said Blake. SO
you want to serve as ladys valet?"
Winthrope's plump face turned a
sickly yellow
'I-ah-valet?- do you mean.
sir? I protest. do not understand
you," he stammered. But in the midst.
catching sight OF Blakes bewildered
stare, he suddenly flushed crimson
and burst out in unrestrained anger:
"You-you bounder-you beastly cad,
Any man with an ounce OF decency-"
Blake uttered a jeering laugh
Wow, Hark. how the British lion
r-r-ro-ars when his tails twisted"
You beastly cad" repeated the
Englishman. now purple with rage
Blake's unpleasant pleasantly gave
place to a scowl. His jaw thrust out
like bulldogs. and he bent towards
Winthrope with n menacing look For
moment the Englishman faced him
sustained by his anger. But there was
a steely light in Blake's eyes that he
could not Withstand. Ninthrope's de-
fant stare wavered and fell. He
shrank back. the color fast ebblng
from his cheeks.
'UEhi" Erowled Blake Guess YOU
won't blat any more about cads, You
damned hypocrite, Maybe I'm not
on to how you've been hanging around
Miss Leslie Just because she's an
heircss- Anything is fair enough for
you swells. Blu; let a fellow so much
as open his mouth about your exalted
set. and it's perfectly dreadful. you
know"
He paused for reply. Winthrop
only drew back step farther and
eyed him with furtive. sidelong
glance. This brought Blake back to
his mocking jeer You'll learn. Pat.
me by. There's lots OF thingsrll show
up different TO you before we get
through this picnic. For one thing.
I'm boss here-president. congress and
supreme court. Understand
BY what right. may / ask" mur-
INJURED winthrope
Right" answered Blake. That
hasn't anything to do with the dues-
tion-it's might Back in civilized
parts your little crowd has the drop
on my big crowd and runs things to
suit themselves. But here we're sort
Of reverted TO primitive society. This
happens to be the Club Age and I'm
the Man with the Big Stick See?"
Il myself sympathize with the lower
classes. Mr.. Blake. Above all. think
It barbarous the way they punish one
who is forced by circumstances to
appropriate part Of the ill-gotten gains
OF the rich upstairs. But do you be
lieve. Mr.. Blake, that brute strength"
You bet, Now shut up Where re
the cocoanuts7"
Winthrope picked up two nuts and
handed them over.
There We're only nve." he ex-
planned.
An risht I'm no captain of in
Gus,ry."
"Ah. true. you said we had reverted
TO barbarism." rejoined Winthrope
venturing an attempt at sarcasm.
Lucky for you," retorted Blake
But where's Miss Leslie all this
tme7 Her clothes must have dried
hours ago"
They did. We had luncheon togeth.
er inst this side nf tho noipt