The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1911-09-21

Lucky 20 ost ERE ae All, euesa."
ity, In acuai trepidation more acute
than he oaced to acknowledge even
to himself.
"Pasque, you mean?"
That's &c" But though his story
seemed 70 be credited, the tension held
unrelaxed: Katherine was recovering
from her shook and What
would she do when she had had time
to take second thought? Would her
primal impulse shield him, to further
his deception. prevail? Or would SONS
mad concept Of duty force her to ex-
pose him and bring ruin down upon
them both?
He could not keep his eyes from
her. Not a detail Of her attitude es-
capped him, not convulsiVe movement
of her hand Tin whose rosy hollow lay
his life and hers) ,. She stood
unmovtng by the table, one hand
touching It for support.
Meanwhile he beard himself talking,
AOSHOAAAA6 64D4y W DIeSCA6COCh .
testy cstechtsm.
But how the devird you get here,
theu?'
Pure luck. We'd been stuck about
half an hour when a fisherman-fel.
low named Wise, from Vineyard Ha-
ven-came along, trying to beat the
storm home. We hailed him and he
luffed up to us--he could do that with
his boat, a hghtdraught Cape Cod
cat: and l offered him ten-spot to
bring me on You see, I understood
It was an emergency case. He held
back a bit, but the sight of the money
fetched him; and he earned II. I
wouldn't take that trip again for q
hundred dollars"
We'll, then But what's be-
come of HIM"
"oh, he went back TO his boat
said he didn't dare to leave her for
fear she'd drag and come up on the
beach Besides, he said his wife'd
be fretting about him and he wanted
to. be ready to beat back the first
sign Of let up"
81 see." Blackstock nodded slow.
~. you must be pretty well used
up" He laid his hand as If abstract
edly upon the table beside him, moved
it to and fro, found the edge Of the
whisky tray, and grasped the neck OF
the decanter. You've earned a
drink, Handyside?"
Thank you," he said, 'rbut I'm on
the wagon"
Blackstock chuckled. That's your
affair" he said. I'm not" There was
grain OF combative bravado in the
latter words. He splashed whisky into
a tumbler and diluted It with a little
water, finding the objects with an
adrottness on par with that which
had excited Appleyard's interest.
Health" he said, tersely, and drank.
The woman reused herself. Per.
haps Mr.. Handyside will sit down"
she suggested in toneless voice.
Her eyes challenged Coasts. He
looked away, unable to endure their
pitiful defiance. The drama of her
life had needed but this last heart.
rending touch. There are tragedies
in women's life beside which death
itself is trihing.
''No. thanks; I'm all wet" He won.
dered to hear his own voice so steady
and in character with his impersona.
ton. About done up, too. II you
don't mind, I'd like to turn in"
"T'1l show you the way" Black.
stock rose. You're to have Powers
room"
Coasts glance was instant to the
woman's face and found It inscrutable,
Did she or did she not suspect?
Power won't mind?" he asked
quickly; and still she showed no
sign
'Power!" Blackstock laughed
harshly. mo, he won't mind" he re
piled, ironic. Powers gone already
We had little falling out and he tool
one of my rowboats-the only rowboa,
and left, without 80 much's by-your
aeave; rowed across TO the Vineyard
guess. In the fog, too-the pool
fool. Serve him right Il he got car
r1ed out TO sea and was never heard
of again-the houndl"
And still Katherine's expression
evinced no indication that she under
stood.
You don't seem to like Power
much" Coast suggested uneasily.
NO. didn't like the dog" he said
measuring a drink with the same un
canny accuracy, his prominent and
sightless eyes seeming to watch the
liquor mount IN the glass. He was
surly devil with a DEVILS temper
One Of my Chinese are the
only kind We keep In a place Ike this
tried to prevent him from taking the
boat. and Power turned on him and