Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1914-06-05

Penang. In other words. they would
not make the port today, Sunday, but
tomorrow. Another day with this
mysterious tantalizing woman, thought
Warrington. He went in search OF
her, but before he found her, he was
summoned to the captains cabin
Warrington presented himself. mildly
curious. The captain nodded to a
stool.
"Sit down, Mr.. Warrington. Will
you have cheroot?"
Yes, thanks"
A crackle of matches followed.
This fellow Craig has complained
about his treatment by you this morn
ing. fancy you were rather rough
with him."
perhaps. He was very drunk and
abusive, and he needed cold water
more than anything else. l once knew
the man."
"Ah, But it never pays to man.
handle that particular brand of tip
pier. They always retaliate in some
way"
II suppose he has given you an eX-
cerpt from my history"
He says you cannot return to the
states"
81 am returning on the very first
boats l can find"
"Then he was lying?"
"Not entirely. 1 do not know what
he has told you. and l really do not
care. The fact is, Craig is a profess
Sional gambler, and l warned him not
to try any of his tricks on board. 1t
soured him."
And knowing myself that he was
a professional, 1 gave no weight to his
accusations. Besides, it is none of my
business. The worst scoundrel un-
hung has certain rights on my ship.
ent for me. Now, what Craig told
me doesn't matter; but it matters that
1 warned him. A word to anyone else,
and I'll drop him at Penang tomor-
Ships passing there this time of year
are generally full-up. Will you have
a peg?"
mo, thanks. But wish to say that
it is very decent of you" Warrington
rose.
II have travelled too long not to
recognize man when l see him. Do
you play cricket?" asked the cap
tain, his gaze critically covering the
rlan before him.
NO; regret I'm not familiar with
the game"
"Ah! well, drop in any night after
ten. if you care to-"
II shall be glad to accept your hos
pitality."
Outside. Warrington unused on the
general untruths of first impressions.
He had written down the captain as a
pompous, self-conceited individual.
One never could judge a man until he
came to the scratch. 1t heartened him
to find that there was a man on board
who respected his misfortune, wheth-
er he believed it or not. He sought
Elsa, and as they promenaded, lightly
recOunted the episode of the morn
ing,
Elsa expressed her delight in laugh
ter that was less hearty than malici-
Gus. How clearly she could see the
MI nd han hn trrif O.
comparisons: Arthur would have gone
by, Arthur would not have bothered
himself, for he detested scenes and
fiSticuffs. How few real men she had
naturally, unfettered by those self
applied machines called What will
people say"
Let US go up to the bow" she in
vited. I've little story myself to
tell"
They clambered down and up the
ladders, over the MINDLESS and anchor
chains which a native was buSily paint
ing. \ school of porpoise frolicking
under the cutwater. PlOp. plop. they
went: and sometimes one would turn
Sidewise and look up roeuishly with
his twinkling Seal-like eyes. PlOp.
plop, Finally all save one sank grace
fully out of sight. The laggard cris-
crossed the cutwater Il dozen times.
just To show the watchers how eX-
tremely clever he was; and then, with
plop. that was louder than any
previous one he vanished into the
deepS
Il love these oriental seas" said
Elsa, with her arms on the rail and
her chin resting upon them. She wore
no hat, and her hair shimmered in
the sun and shivered in the wind.
And yet they are the most treach-
erous of all seas. There's not a cloud
in sight: in two hours from now we
may be i'm the heart of Il winter
storm. Happily, they are rarities
along this coast; so you will not have
the excitement of shipwreck."
Il am grateful for that. Mercy!
Think of being marooned on Il desert
island with the colonel and his
spinsterS. Proprieties. from morning
until night And the chattcring tour
lists. Heaven forfcnd."
You have Il story to tell me-" he
suggested. His heart was hot within
him He wanted To sweep her up in
his arms and hold her there forever.
But the barrier of wasted uppOrtuni-
ties stood between. How delicately
beautiful she was: Rernini'S Daphne.
"Oh yes: | had almost forgotten"
She stood up and felt for wandering
strands of hair. al find the world
more amusing day by day. | ought to
feel hurt. but | am only amused.
spoke to the colonel this morning,
merely to say howdy- He stared
me in the eye and deliberately turn
cd his back To me"
The doddering old"
There. there, II isn't worth getting
angry about"
But. don't you understand? It's all
because of me. simply because you
have been kind to Il poor devil. they