The Climax-Madisonian. (Richmond, Madison County, Ky.) 1914-1917, 1915-03-31
steward.

a chair, while the vivacious Tommy
danced over to the gold lacquered
piano, its beautiful marine view paint
ed by the famous Velaz. Blye and
the white mustached Cunningham and
the heavy Edwards followed. laughing.
as Wilkins wheeled in from the pantry
a portable buffet. its frosty topped
bottles packed in glisteniDg ice.
Have a taste of this. dearie. 1t
will soothe your nerves." The whin-
ing stewardess held to June's lips a
glass of sherry. but June drew away
from it with repugnance and. rising.
hurried away from the sumptuously
fitted salon. She did not know where
that passageway led except that it led
away from that hateful company.
The stewardess followed her. the glass
of sherry still in her hand. Right in
here. dearie.'' and she opened the door
of a magnificent stateroom, its ma
hogany walls paneled with ivory tint
ed tapestry. its brass bed hung with
rich lace. \
June hesitated. but down the pas
sageway came Grin Cunningham, his
eyes twinkling and the laughter of
wine upon his lips. June darted into
the magnificent stateroom. hastily shut
| the door and locked 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 nimble
| fingers of Tommy Thomas.
nr1io
smile upon his lips and stroking his
black vandyke with his long, lean,
white fingers, upon one of which spar
killed. a diamond. He rose presently,
and, tiptoeing down the gangway,
J stopped at Junes door and listened.
He could hear an occasional stifed sob
as June sat amid the soft cushions of
the couch. Before her, through Il half
open door, could be seen a glimpse of
! a snowy white bathroom. and in the
adjoining little pale blue boudoir stood
June's own luggage!
Nedi That brief sight of him had
filed June's whole soul with longing.
Poor little runaway bride!
There were the rattle of a donkey
engine and the scraping of chains on
|
coming up, and there was an instant
change in the easy rocking of the
craft. She shuddered, and. then there
was the sound of seething water as
the Hilarity gathered Roadway. June
was on her feet in an instant. She
ran to the portfolio and gaZed out al
the barely moving lights along shore
The portfolios were too small to let bel
shoulders through. She ran to the dool
and opened it stealthily, then closed II
and held the knob as Tommy Thoma:
and Grin Cunningham danced past IL
the salon.
The alert ear of Gilbert Blye caugh
the click of that latch, slight as it was
and his eyes glowed; he motioned sig
nificantly toward the corridor, and Ed
wards, reaching rp, said something il
the ear of Mrs. Willard. A Sigh
frown crossed her brow, but she ros,
instantly and went down the gangwa!
to the door of Junes stateroom. Sh'
knocked, but there was no answer.
"Junep' she called. June, dearr
No answer. Mrs. Willard listened
No sound. She went back slowly t.
the salon.
you'll never make that child one o
u.s." and she shook her head.
June sat on the couch in her state
room with her hands locked upon he
knees, staring into the white slice o
brightness formed by the thing of tn
bathroom, and while she pondered OF
what she should do Marie and Henr
reached the city and stopped at tele
graph Office. When they came out o
that place short, wide. thick mai
who had been waddling down tn
street. with a blunt stub of a cigar Il
one corner of his mouth and a look o
habitual furtiveness in his little eyes
started abruptly at sight of Marie, an
when the touring car started the short
, wide man hung on behind, his ciga
stub firmly clamped between his teeth
The doorbell rang at the Moore hom
in Brynport. Stern John Moore. read
ing his paper beneath the portrait o
, June. looked up quickly. and there wa
J a slight tremor at the corner of hi
paper. Aunt Debby's voice was heard
why, it's Mr.. Ned and Miss Iris
Why, good evenin'. The folks is t
home"
, Stern John Moore listened with 81
lent attention while Mrs. Moore, he
hand upon her breast. sti1ed the emo
| lions to which Iris Blethering CAV
{ all play as the kidnapping was dc
scribed.
: There was but one conclusion anon
the men. and Ned. composing his voic
, as he passed from the mention Of BLY,,
} stated thar conclusion.