University Missourian. [volume] (Columbia, Mo.) 1908-1916, 1915-07-04

"All right" laughed Minot, "yol
watch him"
I've a notion to. Harrowby make,
me weary. Won't call in a solitar!
detective. Any one might think h
doesn't want the necklace back"
After breakfast Minot and Pa1docl
played five sets of tennis on the hote
courts. And Mr.. Minot won. despite
the Harrowby diamonds in his trous.
ers pocket, weighing him down
Luncheon over, Mr. Paddock suggest
ed a drive to Tarragona Island.
"A little bit of nowhere a mile off
shore he said. "No man can ever
know the true inwardness of the
word lonesome until he's seen Tar
ragona."
MinOt hesitated Ought he TO leave
the scene of action? OF action? He
glanced about him. There was less
action here than in a Henry James
novel. The tangle of events in which
he was involved rested for a siesta.
So he and Mr.. Paddock drove along
the narrow neck of -~Hu that led
from the mainland to ------.,,~.--. Is
land They entered the kingdom of -hn
lonely Sandy beach with the ocean
on one side, swamps on the Other.
Scrubby palms. disreputable foliag :.
here and there a cluster of seemingly
deserted cottages-the world ami its
works apparently million miles
away. Yet out on one corner of that
bleak forgotten acre stood the slim
outline of a wireless. and in little
white house lived a man who, amid
the sea-gulls and the sand-dun IS,
talked daily with great ships and cit
les far away.
81 told you it was lonesome" said
Mr. Paddock
"L Lonesome" shiverel MinOt. Even
God has forgot this place. Only Mar
com mas remembered.
And even as they wandered there
amid the swamps, where alligators
and rattlesnakes alone saw fit 10
dwell. back in San Marco the capable
Mr. Trimmer was busy. BY poster
and by handbill he was spreading
word of his newest coup. so that By
evening no one in town-save the few
aware Of development rich, rare and
racy.
MiEpt and Paddock returned late.
and their dinner was correspondingly
delayed 1t was eight-thirty o'clock
when they at last strolled into the
lobby of the De la Pax. There they
encountered Miss Meyrick. her faith
er and Lord Harrowby.
Were taking Harrowby to the
Tovies." said Miss Meyrick "He
confesses he's never been. Won't you
come along?"
She was one of her gay selves to-
night, white. slim, laughing. irresist-
ible Minot, looking at her. thought
that she could make even Tarragona
Island bearable. He knew of no
greater tribute to her charm.
The girl and Harrowby led the war, [
AM Minot and Paddock followed with 4
Spencer Meyrick. The old man was /
an imposing figure in his white serge.
which accentuated the floridness of /
his face. He talked of an administra
ton that did not please him, of
fallen on evil days. Now and
again he paused and seemed to lose
the thread of what he was saying, Il
while his eyes dwelt on his daughter.
ahead.
They arrived shortly at the San
Marco Opera-House. devoted each
evening to three acts of refined vau-
leville" and six of the newest film
releases. 1t was here that the rich
offering in San Marco found their
,nly theatrical amusement. and for
getting Broadway. laughed and were
hrilled with simpler folk. A large
'rowd was fairly fighting to get in
md Mr. Paddock, who volunteered to /
,uy the tickets, was forced to take his
'lace at the end of long line.
Finally they reached the dim inter-
or of the opera-house, and were
hown to seats far down in front. By
anging back in the dusk Minot mar
ged to secure the end seat. with Miss
leyrick at his side. Beyond her sat
ord Harrowby, gazing with rapt
British seriousness at the humorous