The Clio messenger. (Clio, Mich.) 1907-current, 1914-04-17

tone: Beat i'll" and the first officer
and the two sailors vanished with as
tonishing agility.
you see," once more addressing the
girl, "it's this way: Last thing Mr..
town himself was that nobody was to
come aboard or go ashore without his
express consent. Mr.. Brownlow in
structed me to the same effect. Now.
II you haven't something to show that
it's all right, you see what a fix you
are placing me in, don't your"
The girl Strengthened, and Tom
could feel the angry glance that swept
him. He looked helplessly off toward
the landing. conspicuous under the
blaze of electric bulbs, with a faint
hope that lax Willard would appear
and end the situation; but there was
no sign of him.
Captain Phinney"-her tones were
now Dillingham; / to understand that
you will not allow me to go TOGO
ashore simply because / haven't
scrap of paper from a person who has
no control whatever over my move
ments? It's too absurd! You are
downright insulting to demand such a
thing when you have my word that II
is perfectly proper for me to CO."
Tom squirmed miserably.
Maybe didn't express myself very
we'll" he began.
"You did not, indeed!" she indig-
nantly agreed. tits highly important
but I'll not trouble to explain.
want to be taken over to the landing
at once"
The unfortunate shippers predica-
ment, as they say in newspapers, "can
be better imagined than described"
During a silence that seemed age-long,
his mind remained an utter blank; he
was sensible of a numbness stealing
over him, and of most outlandish de-
sire to swear. To tell the truth, he so
nearly let slip shaft of heated pro-
family that his tongue was at last
loosened.
Della" he pleaded in desperation,
listen to me moment. On shipboard
orders are orders, and they are meant
for just one thing-to be obeyed. The
practice is so ingrained in every sea-
faring man that he never even thinks
Of Sinking or compromising. Can't
you at least wait little bit until Mr..
Willard comes? l don't doubt but that
1t will be all right"
She was now angry through and
through.
Then why do you stand there talk.
ing like a simpleton?" she fiared at
him. tits not a question of whether
l can or cannot wait-I don't propose
to-"
Della"
She stamped foot.
Don't call me that name!" she
stormed-"don't you dare! / detest
it, Besides, it's rude and impertinent
and ungentlemanly in you to take such
a liberty" She moved quickly into
the gangway. IF you won't, will
Thank goodness, l can run motor
boat!"
Mechanically he reached forth
hand and caught her arm. And with
the contact it was as if a miracle had
happened for him; his discomposure
left him, and all timidity and irresolu-
ton vanished.
Dear GIRL" he said unsteadily-
"Delia-don't do this thing; don't force
me into such trying position. If
were anybody in whom you are the
least bit interested the last thing you
would expect Of me would be to dis
obey orders"
He had both her hands in his. Sud
denly she began pulling and Juggling
in furious but vain effort to loosen
his grasp.
"You-you wretched, miserable, IT.
ritating creature!" she cried tearfully.
Il have to go. Can't you get it into
your stupid head?"
"Delia-Delia-don he beseeched
her, quite beside himself once more.
Dear girl. listen to reason"
Gradually he was drawing her to
him. Then both were stricken mo.
tionless and silent.