Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1910-07-08

So she was ~graciousness ~personiled
In her manner. and promptly deter
ing that the chance direction OF their
conversation with Mr.. Brett might lead
towards the use of the yacht being
limited at.
She counted without Fairholme. The
latter slapped his heavy friend on the
back.
Look here, old chap, are you fixed
up for a cruise? Plenty of coal, cham
payne. INT all that sort Of thing?"
Loaded to the gunwales."
That's all right. because we may
want the Blue-Bell for a month or So"
There she is" said Daubeney; fit
to go anywhere and do anything"
Miss Talbot had never heard such
extraordinary conduct in her life. She
wondered how two women would have
conducted the negotiations. The ques-
ton was too abstruse. so she gave it
up and contented herself instead with
accepting Daubeney's hearty request
that they should inspect the yacht.
The Blue-Bell was an extremely
smart little ship Of ESQ ons register,
and an ordinary speed of twelve knots
incidentally Miss Talbot discovered
that the owner made the vessel his
home. He was never happy away
from her, and the Blue-Bell was known
to every yachtsman from the Hebrides
to the Golden Horn.
To exc out her oal supply she was
fitted with sails, and Daubeney assured
bis fair visitor that the Blue-Bell could
ride out a gale as comfortably and
safely as craft afioat. Altogether
Miss Talbot congratulated herself on
Fairholme's discovery. and she could
not help hoping hat their strange
errand to Marseilles might eventuate
in a Mediterranean chase.
When the tour of inspection had
ended Daubeney suggested an excur-
sion.
II understand you have never been
to Marseilles before. Miss Talbot. In
that case what do you say If we run
over and see the Chateau d'If-the
place that Dumas made famous. you
known"
rs 1t far?" said Edith.
"Oh, not very: about a mile across
the harbor. Monte Cristo swan the
distance. you know, after his escape
"Shall We go in the YACHT"
Daubeney bubbled with laughter.
"Well not exactly, Miss Talbot. You
cannot swing a ship of this size about
so easily as all that, you know. ]
have another craft alongside that will
suit our purpose"
He whistled to a tiny steam launch
which Edith had not noticed before,
and without further ado the party
seated themselves. They sped rapidly
down the harbor and out through the
narrow entrance between the light
houses.
No sooner did Edith behold the spien-
did panorama Of rocky coast that en-
closes the great outer bay. with its
blue waters studded with delightful
little islands. through which fishing
boats and small steam tugs threaded
their way toward different points on
the coast, han she clapped her hands
with schoolgirl delight.
1T had no idea" she cried, "that
Marseilles was half so beautiful. Why,
1t is a wonderful place. I have always
read about 1t being hot and dirty. II
certainly is untidy. but to wash its
citizens would AXE away all the ro-
nance. AS for the climate being hot,
just imagine a day like this in the mid
die OF November. Can you possibly
think what the sensation would be II
you were plunged into a London fog
at this moment. Mr.. Daubeney?"
sT have hardly ever seen one he
replied. It take mighty good care to