The Richmond Virginian. (Richmond, Va.) 1910-1920, 1911-04-11
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Continued from Yesterday
y shah Kiss you for that. Ana
straightway she did.
What d, you think Of Mr.. Rreit-
mann soheTiv
He Is char.n3ng sometimes; but he
has a little too much. reserve. Doubt
less ne aces hrs position too keonly.
lie should not
DO you like him -
Yes" frankly.
so do i: and vet there are moments
when l do lot" The admiral filled his
pipe carefully.
"Isut your reas on?" surprised
That's tEst the trouble. haven't
any tangible reason. The doubt ex-
ists. and I cart explain IT. The sea
often looks smooth and mild. and the
sky is cioudless; Vet an old sailor Will
suddenly grow suspicious. he viii see
storm. heavy blow. And why, he
couldn't say for the life OF him. Elan
agan viii eel you"
The girl grew studtnus and grave.
Had there not been an echo of this
doubt In he~ cwr mind? hmm ediately
she smiled.
We are talking nonsense and vast
ing the sunsh inc"
How about Fitzgerald"
"0h, he's the most sensible OF them
all, He proposed TO me tho first night
cut
WHAT The admiral dropped his
pipe.
Not SO LOUD" she warned And
then the cieer music of her laughter
penetrated beyond the cabin; and
Fitzgerald, wandering about without
purpose. heard il and paused.
You minS" erouIed the admiral,
.'se scare your old father like that
Dearest. weren't you fishing TO be
scared 90
Lets get ou, into the sunshine I
never could get the best of you. But
you really don't mean
II really do not Hes too busy tell
ing me the plot Of this novel he Is GO
ing to write 10 make love to a cir!
who doesn't went more than one man
IN the famii.:, and that's her foolish
old father"
And they Nent outside. arm in arm,
laughing together like the good corn
rades they we're. Nj. Ferraud joined
them.
Il wish" said he. that l Was
poet
~. WHAT emouis you d." she asked
u should rite sonnet to your
eyebrows tina morning Es II not9''
Mercy. no That kind of poetry has
long been passe.'
Helas' mournfulIy
IL was bCahttfui morning. IL sharp
blue sky and sea Of running silver;
warm. too, lor they We're bearing away
into the routtc rn efas. now. Every
fssae had sas@er2s Sy .ssS@ .irnxf ard 4{Y..4
iarder dwinelei in a respectable man
nsr.
Fitzgerald viewed his case dispass
sionately. But what To do. A thous-
and times he had argued out the
question, with a single result, that he
was fool for his pains. He became
possessed with sudden inexpHcable
longings fer land, lie could NOT get
away from this yacht; on hand there
would have been hundred straight
lines 10 the woods and the fishern1an's
philosophy. Ihirgs were going direct
Ig to one end and presently he would
have no more power to stem the
words. Al least one thing was GER
tain. the admiral could not drop him
overheard.
The Villain
He Was moved suddenly out of his
dream, for the object u II stood snli-
ing at his side a wisp or hair WIS
blowing across her eyes and she was
endearoring 10 adjust it under her
cap.
The Villain" making fine ef
fort TO romarshai his thoughts
Yes We we're talking about him
last night. Where did Won leave him 90
He was stiil pursuing, | believe"
why dat you make him real
villain, "a man who never Kills any
one, but who makes every one unhap-
py?"
But thatr problem villain; what
we must have Is rom1hce- villain,
the kind every one Ia sorry for. Look
at that cid Portuguese man o'zwar."
pointing 10 the crest Of by
wave. Funny little codger!"
: NJ &hsss Sic yeft exTees 80 bexsn he
story on paper z"
When I have ali' the material.
rot afraid OF her ayes at that mo-
1nent.
She propTed her elbows on the rail-.
1t ~as seductive pose, and came
very near being the young mans I'M
doing.
Does Il seem impossible to you.t
she said. that In these prosaic times
we are trepure hunting Must We not
wake up ami find IT It dream 80
Most 3rearns are perishabie. htIt in
this case we have the dream tightly
bound. Bat. what are We going 10
do with ali THIS money when We find
III"
Divide II or start a soldiers home
I've never thought Of 1t as money"
Heaven knows. ! have"
why
.'Do you really wish to know" in
q voice new &c her ear. do you wish
90 know why ! want money, lots and
lots OF TT" 4
She dropped her arms and turned
The tone nEststed ard alarmed her
strangely. why. yes. With plenty,
OF money yoI could devote all your
ttme To writing and | am sure you
could write splendid stories"
Eaat wsS not my exact thoux1nk"