Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1915-04-01
Runaway June
BY George Randolph Chester and Lillian Chester
Copyright 1915. Serial Publication Corporation.


return" He hurried back to the tour
ing car up on the street and drove
away. and the thick figure Sinking out
OF the shadows hoped on behind.
In the ivory tapestried stateroom, as
the Hilarity steamed slowly across the
bay, June Warner suddenly rose and
rang for the stewardess. That puck
cred person came with alacrity, but be-
fore she went to June she stopped in
the door of the crimson and gold salon
and, catching the eye of Orin Cunning
ham, bobbed her head and smiled her
ingratiating smile and jerked her
thumb over her shoulder toward June's
room: then she turned her pal1id eyes
toward Gilbert Blye for 6eeting mo-
ment and hurried away.
did you ring, dearie?" she whined
as June opened the door.
YES" June studied the woman a
moment speculatively. she could not
confide In this creature. you may
bring me some water. please"
Yes. dearie." The stewardess whlrl-
ed and hurried to the door of the Grim
Eon and gold salon, where Tommy
Thomas sat between Cunningham and
Edwards, with hand on a shoulder
of EACH The stewardess, with a side
long glance at the quiet Blye In the
corner. hurried over to the group on
the bench.
"She wants some water" she whls-
pered, bending over and grinning her
agly grin.
"oh, yes" Again the grin. young
ladies always trust me. Say, think
she wants to escape
Blye, with q frown on his dark,
handsome face. walked across and
spoke TO Cunningham. Orin nodded
and, his eyes twinkling, went to the
portable buffet, where he selected a
long stemmed, gracefully shaped, gold
incrusted goblet Of Venetian glass. He
filed It with ice and set 1t to one side.
Then, while the others watched him,
Tommy Thomas, with half sneer, and
Mrs. Willard, with shocked concern, he
took from locked case a tiny stone
bottle. Now he emptied the ice from
the beautiful goblet and poured into 1t
few blood red drops. Mrs. Willard
half rose and looked toward Gilbert
Blye; then. with a catch in her breath,
she sat down and was silent.
Blye went to the door as the stew
ardess came up the gangway and call
cd her in with n jerk OF his head. On
the lips OF Edwards there had come a
firm set, and his heavy lidded eyes had
| narrowed. Without a word Cunning
ham handed the glass to the steward
ess, but between the two there passed
| look which was full of meaning.
Blye, with his glowing eyes on the
glass, smiled suayely.
'I brought you the water, dearle,"
said the stewardess, entering June's
| stateroom.
"Oh!" An exclamation of delight
from June as her eyes widened with
the beauty of the delicate Venetian
goblet.
That's something else made for
you In the pantry, dearie," explained
/ the stewardess, in her Eoaxing whine,
and bobbed her neck. tits fine stim-
ulant and soothing to the nerves.
June took the fragile glass in her
hand. Its sheer beauty had won her.
She inhaled daintily. The fragrance
was most appealing She looked at it
again and smiled. She did feel faint
and weak. She lifted the glass to her
lips, and the tip of her tongue caught
the delicious flavor. Suddenly, as she
tilted the glass to drink, she caught
the pallid eyes of the stewardess fixed
eagerly upon her. The womans
mouth was half open, and she was
breathing hard.
With flash of intuition June jerked
her lips from the glass and threw It,
crashing and splintering, into the fire
place.
"Why, dearie" exclaimed the stew
ardess, and in great agitation she
pushed a button at the side Of the
/ mantel.
June's eyelashes lowered for an in,
slant, and her lips set; then quietly
she went into the little blue boudoil
and sat thoughtfully upon the daintily
upholstered settee.
The steward came pompously In.
well, you've done it again, you!'' he
growled as he surveyed the splintered
fragments of the delicate Venetian
glass.
mo, Percy" whined the woman and
| glared toward the boudoir door with
her pallid eyes. She jerked her thumb
In that direction, and then she winked
That's you" snarled wilkins. "You
always say it's guest"
How much?" whispered the woman
in a sibilant hiss. which carried as Il
was intended to do.
"Them glasses is SIC apiece, and It'll
be taken from your wages. That
comes out Of my pocketr'
June bit her lips. Twelve dollars
1t was lot Of money to girl who
had found dollars coming slowly and
| independence hard to win huf sht