Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1914-05-29

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if 1 had to drink any more soda.
wish 1 had booked straight through
shall be bored to death in Japan
much as l wish to see the cherry-blos-
! som dance Probably 1 shan't enjoy
anything. Come; We'll go down as
we are to dinner, and watch the ridic-
ulous captain and his bearer. The
| punka will at least give us breath OF
fresh air. There doesn't seem to be
any on deck. One regrets Darjeel-
| ing"
Martha followed her young mistress
into the dining saloon; she was anX-
ious and upset. Where would this
mood end? With a glance Of relief
she found Warrington's chair still
vacant.
The saloon had an air of freshness
tonight All the men were in drill
or pongee, and so receptive is the
imagination that the picture robbed
the room of half its heat. To and
fro the punka tapped; the pulleys
creaked and the ropes scraped above
the sound of knives and forks and
spoons.
Elsa ate little beside fruit. She
spoke scarcely a word to Martha, and
none to those around her. Thus. she
missed the frown of the colonel and
the lifted brows of the spinsters, and
hn ole nf hn ctp
The passenger list had not yet come
from the ships press, so Elsa's name
was practically unknown. But in some
unaccountable manner it had become
known that she had been making in
quiries in regard to the gentleman in
cabin IS. who had thus far remained
away from the table. Ship life is a
dull life, and gossip is about the only
thing that makes it possible to live
through the day. 1t was quite easy
to couple this unknown aloof young
woman and the invisible man, and
then to wait for results. The average
tourist is invariably building a ro-
nance around those persons who in
terest them, attractively or repellant-
ly. They have usually saturated their
minds with impossible impressions of
the east, acquired long before they
visit it, and refuse to accept actuali-
ties. 1t would have amused Elsa had
she known the interest she had al
ready created If not inspired. Her
beauty and her apparent Indifference
to her surroundings were particularly
adapted to the romantic mood of her
fellow travellers. Her own mind was
so broad and generous, so high and
detached, that so sordid a thing as IAN
affair" never entered her thoughts.
AS she refused course after course,
a single phrase drummed necessarily
through her tired brain. She was not
going to marry Arthur; never, in this
world. She did not love him, and
this was final. She would cable him
from Singapore. But she felt no Ella
tion in having arrived at this deter
mination. In fact, there was a tingle
of defiance in her unwritten, unspoken
ultimatum.
That night Craig found it insupport-
able in the cabin below; so he Or
dered his steward to bring up his
bedding. He had lain down for half
an hour, grown restless, and had be-
gun to walk the deck in his bath slip
pers. He had noted the still white
figure forward, where the cross rail
marks the waist. AS he approached,
Craig discovered his man. He hesi-
tated only a moment; then he touch
ed Warringtons arm.
Warrington turned his dull eyes up
on his ancient enemy. 80 it Is you?
l understood you were on board.
Well?" uncompromisingly.
I've been looking for you By
cones are bygones, and what's done
can't be undone by punching fellows
head I'm not looking for trouble
went on Craig, gaining assurance.
Il am practically down and out my
self. | can't go back TO the states for
kong in peace for the April races.
What stand are you going to take on
board here? That's all l want to
know"
1T would give me great pleasure,
Craig. to take you by the scruff OF
your neck and drop you overheard.
But as you say, what's been done
can't be remedied by bashing in a
mans head. Well, here you are, since
you ask. If you speak to me, if
| catch you playing cards or auction
eerng Il pool, if you make yourself
obnoxious to any of the passengers, |
promise to give you the finest thrash
ing you ever had, the moment we
reach Penang. If you don't go ashore,
Ill do it in Singapore. Have | made
myself clear"
That's square enough, Paul." said
the gambler resignedly. There wasn't
much money on board these two-by-
four EoatS, anyhow, So he wasn't los
ing much.
Warrington leaned forward. Paul
You said Paul."
why. yes" wonderingly
| Better CO."
"All right" Craig returned to his
mattress "Now, what made him curl
up like that because l called him
Paul? BAH" He dug a hole in his
pillow and tried to sleep.
Paul" murmured Warrington.
He stared down at the flashes OF
phosphorescence, blindly. The man
had called him Paul. After ten years
to learn the damnable treachery of it!
suddenly he clenched his hands and
struck the rail. He would go back
All his loyalty, all his chivalry, had
gone for naught. This low rascal had
| called him Paul.
| (To be Continued.)