East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1915-05-05
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the heavy man with the thick eyelids up in front
with the driver, the middle aged woman and the
vivacious brunette with concern and fright on their
pale faces as the dome light of the car shone down
upon them, and on the rear seat with June the two
men who had carried her away by violence, the
white mustached man laughing. and the dark, hand.
some face OF Gilbert Bye bending over June with
that suave smile on his lips.
Too latel Too late for anything but his stupor.
The limousine had turned the corner. On that side
Of the cafe there was not a taxi to be seen. Bob
biSs car stood In front, on the other street While
Iris endeavored to arouse the stupehed Ned, Bobbe
ran around and brought his roadster. They drove
up to the and turned down the street through
which the limousine had disappeared but where in
all that wilderness Of moving vehicles could the
track OF June be foundl Nowhere! 1t was as IL
the earth had opened and swallowed her up
II might as well, for June, In a swift motorboat
with the gay party which had kidnapped her from
the cafe. was then swiftly approaching long low
yacht which loomed gracefully above them In the
misty river.
June's struggles were useless in that heavng
water and her cries OF protest unheard In that
lonely waste, Strong arms lifted her to her feet;
strong hand from above grasped hers, and she was
pulled up to the deck. Below her she heard the
laughter OF the three men who had abducted her,
voice OF that vvaeious brunette, Tommy Thomas.
June's heart sent out a Wild call to Ned This had
been the FIRST time she had seen bis face since the
day Of their wedding.
At the door Of the sumptuousy fitted crimson and
gold salon on the yacht the totterng June was con-
fronted by a stolid steward with gray mutton chop
whIskers and puckered looking stewardess, who
wore, as II habitually half whimper
"The dearie looks faint said the stewardess
"We, bring the young lady glass OF wine you"
grufiy ordered the steward.
Mrs Willard came in and dropped In a chair, while
the viyacious Tommy danced over to the gold
acquered piano, lts beautiful marine view painted
by the famous veaz Blye and the white mustached
Cunningham and the heavy Edwards followed,
laughing, as wilkins wheeled In from the pantry
portable buffet Its frosty topped bottles packed In
gllstening ice.
"Have taste OF this deare. It will soothe your
nerves." The whining stewardess held to Junes
lips glass OF sherry, but June drew away from 1t
with repugnance and, rising, hurried away from the
sumptuously fitted salon She did not know where
that passageway led, except that 1t led away from
that hateful company, The stewardess followed her,
the glass OF sherry still in her hand. Fright in here,
dearie" and she opened the door Of magnificent
stateroom its mahogany walls paneled with ivory
tinted tapestry, its brass bed hung with rich lace,
Iune hesitated, but down the passageway came
Orln Cunningham his eyes twinkling and the laugh
ter Of wine upon his lips June darted into the mag
nacent stateroom, hastily shut the door and lock-
ed It
In the crimson and gold salon were the popping
Of corks gay laughter, in which even Mrs. Willard
Joined, and then the loud strains OF swift dance
music, pounded out by the nlmble fingers of Tommy
Thomas.
Blys sat quietly, with that suave smile upon his
ps and stroking his black Vandyke with his long,
lean white fingers, upon one Of which sparkled
y nond He rose presently, and, tiptoelng down
op gangway stopped at Jnne's door and listened.
80 could hear an occasional stlGed sob "a June sat
ntd the soft cushions Of the couch Before her,
through a half open door, could he seen glimpse