The Spanish Fork press. [volume] (Spanish Fork, Utah) 1902-current, 1909-06-03
CHAPTER I.-continued.

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CHAPTER i.-continued.
The light was burning in my state
room when at last | forced myself to
enter it, and Mrs. Graham lay asleep
In the lower berth, her lips slightly
parted and her face resting upon her
hand. Nature had meant to be kind
to this woman, and had been liberal
indeed with her gifts. The lashes
which swept the pale cheek were dark
and curling, like the luxuriant hair
carelessly pushed aside on the pillow,
while the face itself. though thin and
haggard, had evidently once been a
perfect oval. with a singular purity of
outline and innocence of expression.
AS noiselessly as possible, | made
my preparations for the night and
climbed into my berth, turning off the
electric light with a sense of relief
that the switch was within easy reach
of my hand.
lay staring into the darkness. wide
awake and alert to every sound. A
murmur of voices came from the next
room, interspersed with occasional sub
uucu i0uSHtti, last L HtdIu a
window opened, and some one appar.
emily leaned out with an ejaculation of
relief.
''Jove, what a night! And to think
of wasting it in cell like this! Blake,
you old sinner, have you no soul for
the beautiful? Look at the light on
the water"
The reply was inaudible. Evidently
Blake had gone sensibly to bed, but
the voice continued undaunted
II say, wouldn't 1t be jolly to dive off
the railing and swim mile or SO?
declare, I've half mind to do it,"
l caught my breath apprehensively.
Suppose he should jump? A match
was now scratched, and the odor of a
cigarette floated through my Slated
blind
Maybe you think you're on an or
binary steamer, Blake, but it's nothing
OF the kind. 1t is royal barge be
longing to the gods. and it's carrying
the Three Graces to attend Apollo
I'm Apollo. you understand, and Venus
isn't in it this trip. think-of course
I'm not yet sure-but l think Thaia
is the chosen one"
The berth creaked plaintively, and
a second match was struck. Apparent
ly Blake considered it wiser to join
his patient at the window.
Don't be an ass" he said, with a
slow drawl, but his companion mere
ly whistled few bars of an old song
How happy could be with either
were t'other dear charmer away eh
Rlake?" he laughed. That's the way
with this world-always too much or
too little"
Quite enough for you, I think
mot bit of it. The thing | want
most lack, but some time, some how
I'm going to get it."
Silence for few moments, then he
resumed more gravely:
'Of course it's no end jolly to have
you with me, Blake, but 1t is queer
business for you to take up, and
don't altogether like 1t. You were
built for better things"
1T is interesting work, and said tc
require special fitness"
mo doubt. Well, it's an i'll wind,
you know, and. since 1t blew you my
way, I've no kick coming. But, old
chap, there Is no use in PUBLISHING
what you are doing. and for both ou
sakes 1t is better you should pass
simply as my guest"
las you please. Bennett. Now, fol
heavens sake, come to bed"
don't know whether | had actually
been asleep, or whether was merely
in that delightful state of half-con
seriousness which precedes profound
sIumber, but suddenly | started NJ
broad awake, with the echo of a cry
ringing in my ears. Was | dreaming
l wondered, for | heard nothing bu
the sound of the waves against tn,
boat
Then it came again, from just be
meath me. a sobbing, frightened cry
infinitely distressing to hear, and in
stinctively | turned on the light ant
jumped to the floor
Mrs. Graham sat upright In he
berth, her dark eyes looking int
space, and her hands tightly clasped.
Not again, Harry" she moaned
mot again-so soon"
took her hands in mine and spokC
to her, calling her by name severa
times, and gradually the blank lool
in her eyes was replaced by utter be
wilderment as she began to realize he
surroundings.
what is it?" she said. "Wha
nave / been doing?"