The Celina Democrat. (Celina, O. [Ohio]) 1895-1921, 1912-12-20

/ All the things which he himself lacked
Was there also a hat? Jimmy couldn't
make out, and 80 he asked:
Have you got on a hat?"
A frigid voice answered. 81 beg your
pardonl"
Il said. are you wearing a hat?
couldn't see. you know"
Monsieur takes the liberty OF be
ing impairment"
"oh excuse mol beg your par
don. But it's so beastly hot and dark
In here, you know. and I've never been
seasick before"
Nor Monsieur is fortunate" The
visitor advanced a little, drew from q
recess shoe-blaeiing outfit. pulled
over II one OF the stiff blankets from
a neighboring bunk. and sat down
rather cautiously. Little by little
James made out more OF the look OF
the man. He was large and rather
blond. well-dressed. clean.shayen. He
spoke English easily, but with a for
eign accent.
Il wish 10 inquire to what unfor,
tunate circumstances we are indebted
for your company on the Jeanne
dare" The voice was cool and sharp
as a meatax.
why 20 your own ldnd.hearted-
ness. was a derelict and you took
me in-sayed my life. in fact; for
which / am profoundly grateful. And
/ hope my presence here is not too
great a burdcn?"
Il am obliged TO say that your pres
ence here is most mwelcome. More
over. | am aware that your previous
actions are open to suspicion. to eX-
press II mildly. You threw yourself
on the tug; and as this is not a pleas
ure yacht. but the vessel OF high Of
fetal speeding on a most important
business matter, ! said TO the captain,
Let him swim! Or II ne wishes to
die, why should we thwart him? But
the captain referred 10 the etiquette
OF the line as he calls It, and picked
you up. So you have not me to thank
for not being among the fishes this
minute"
Jimmy pulled his blanket about and
sat up on his bunk. The sarcastic
voice stirred his bile, and suddenly
there doomed in his memory wom-
ans call for help. The hooded motor
car, the mudled cry OF terror, the in
ert figure being lifted over the side
Of the yacht-these things crowded on
his brain and fired him to a sudden,
unreasoning fury. He leaned over,
looking sharply into the others face.
you damned scoundreli" he said,
choking with his anger. The blood
surged into his face and eyes; ne was.
for an instant. a primitive savage. He
could have laid violent hands on the
other man and done him TO death, in
the fashion of the halfgods who lived
in the twilight Of history.
The visitor in the fo'casle exhibited
a neat row of teeth and no resentment
whatever at Jims remark. But
sharp glitter shot from his eyes as he
replied suavely:
Monsieur has doubtless mistaken
this ship, and probably its master al
so, for some other less worthy adven-
turer on the sea. For that very rea-
son have come to set you right. 1t
may be that l have my quixotic mo-
ments. At any rate, have a fancy to
give you a gentleman's chance. Mon
sieur, regret the necessity of being
but | am forced to say
.bot ,yD,, ,,,,gt ct,it tba eIoI+or of tIje
yacht within twenty-four hours"
The thin, sarcastic voice and clean
cut syllables famed the fame OF jim
ny's rage. He felt impotent, more
,ver. which never serves as a poultice |
o anger. But he got himself in hand, |
hough imitation courtesy was not
much in his line. He tuned his big
hearty voice to pitch with the
'renchman's nasal pipe, and clipped
,fi his words in mimicry.
And to whom, pray, shall l have
he honor to say farewell, at the au-
picious moment when | jump over
oard?
Gently, you American, gently!"
aid the other. My friends, and
ONE of my enemies, know me as Mon.
ieur Chatelard." AS he paused for
n impressive instant, Jim, grabbing
is blanket, stood up in derision and
xecuted an elaborate bow in as for
ign a manner as he could command.
Ionsieur Chatelard politely waved
i'm down and continued:
But pray do not trouble to give me
our card! / had rather say adieu to
the Unknown, whose daring
ld temper l so much admire. But
ertainly misunderstood your violent
,mark a moment ago, did / not? You
an not possibly have any ground of !
larrel with me-" {
Il thought you stole my money {
slt." (
Monsieur smiled and waved a depre-
ltory hand. you have already dis T
Used that idea, am certain. A
oney-belt, between gentlemen! More q
,er, you should thank me for so G.
uch as recognizing the gentleman in 8
~, since you are without the custom. d
y trappings Of our class"
"Oh, l don't know" said Jim. But v
onsieur Chatelard was now imper- f
rbable He continued blandly:
"Since you are fond of sea-baths. 4
u win no doubt enjoy a plunge-to- h
ght possibly. AS we have made O
ther slow progress, we are really =
t so far from shore. Yes, on second 8