Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1915-06-16

have done with the pother. Now am
at the same place as when left home.
don't want to marry anybody. Have
you noticed that fellow Craig?"
What will you do If he speaks"
81 have half dozen good hatpins
left" dryly.
II hate to hear you talk like that"
tits the East There goes
that hateful gong again Soup, chick,
en-, curry, rice and piccaliln. I am go
ing to live on plantatns and mango
steens. I'm glad we had sense enough |
to order that distilled water. Come; |
we'll go down as We are to dinner, and
watch the ridiculous captain and bis
fan-bearer. The punka will at least
give US breath Of fresh air. There
doesn't seem to be any on deck. One
regrets Darjeeling-"
Martha followed her young mistress
into the dining -saloon; she was anx-
ious and upset Where would this
mood end? With q glance of relief she
found Warrington's chair still vacant.
The saloon had an air Of freshness
pongee, and so receptive is the imag1-
nation that the picture robbed the
room Of half it's 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 besides fruit She
spoke scarcely q 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
the curious chances of the tourists. |
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 fnr ]
quir1es in regard to the gentleman In
cabin IS, who had thus far remained
away from the table. Ship life is
dull life, and gossip is about the only
thing that makes 1t 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. It would
have amused Elsa had she known the
| interest she had already created if
not inspired. Her beauty and her ap-
parent Indifference to her surround
ings were particularly adapted to the
romantic mood of her felloW-travel-
| ers. Her own mind was so broad and
generous, so high and detached, that
! so sordid 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, never
in this world. She did not love him,
and this was to be final. She would
cable him from Singapore.
That night Craig found It fnsupport-
able in the cabin below; so he ordered
his steward to bring up his bedding.
He had lain down for half an hour.
grown restless, and had begun to
walk the deck IN his bath slippers. He
had noted the still white figure for
ward, where the cross-rail marks the
waist. AS he approached, Craig dis
covered his man. He hesitated only
moment; then he touched Warning
toms arm.
Warrington turned his dull eyes
upon his ancient enemy. $50 it's
you? I understood you were on
board. Well?" uncompromisingly
I've been looking for you. Bygones
are bygones, and what's done can't
be undone by punching a fellows
head. I'm not looking for trouble -
went on Craig, gaining assurance. II
am practically down and out myself.
What stand are you going to take on
board here? That's all I 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. II
you speak to me, if I catch you play
:, ing cards or auctioneering a pool, il
you make yourself obnoxious to any Of
the passengers, promise to give you
the finest thrashing you ever had, the
, moment we reach Penang. If you
,, don't go ashore there, I'll do it in Sing
apore. Have I made myself clear?"
That's square enough, Paul." said
the gambler resignedly. There wasn't
much money on board these two-by
} four boats, anyhow, SO he wasn't los
ing much.
Warrington leaned forward. Paul!
You said Paul?'
ssWhv YES 3" wondering1v
Better go.''
Cali right" Craig returned to his
mattress. "Now, what made him curl
up like that because I called him
Paul? BAIL" He dug hole in his
pillow and tried to sleep.
"Paul," murmured WARRINGTON