The Breckenridge news. (Cloverport, Ky.) 1876-1955, 1916-04-12

an that case my pseudonym should
be Guide, not Guile" she cried mer-
rily. The dimples played in her
cheeks, and her eyes were dancing.
"B. stands for Baedeker, I'm sure.
Baedeker Guide. II the b. isn't for
Baedeker. what is II for?"
Are you asking what the b really
stands for, Mr.. Schmidt"
ain roundabout way. Miss Guile"
he admitted.
"My name is Dedelia," she said,
with absolute sincerity. "Me mither
is Irish, dye see?"
"By jove. it's worth lot Of trouble
to get you to smile like that" he
cried admiringly. at is the first real
ly honest smile you've displayed. II
you knew how 1t improves you you'd
be doing 1t all Of the time"
At this juncture the miserable
Hobbs hove into sight, not fgurative-
ly, but literally. He came surging
across the deck In a mad dash from
one haven to another, or. more accu-
rately. from post to post.
II beg your pardon, sir" he gasped,
finally steadying himself on wide
spread legs. "There is a wireless for
Mr.. Totten, sir. but when took 1t to
i'm he said to fetch 1t to you, being
unable to hold up is head"
Robin read it through, and at the
end whistled softly.
"Take 1t to Mr.. Totten, Hobbs, and
see II 1t will not serve to make him
hold up his head a little"
every good. sir. | hope it will.
| Wouldn't 1t be wise for me to han
nounce who it is from. sir, to sort of
prepare him for
"He knows who It is from, Hobbs,
so you needn't worry. It is from
| home. il it will interest you. Hobbs"
THANK you, sir; it does interest
me. l thought it might be from Mr.
Blithers."
| Robins scowl sent him scuttling
away a great deal more rlgidly than
when he came.
Tdiot!" muttered the young man.
still scowling.
There was silence between the two
for few seconds. Then she spoke
disinterestedly:
ais it from the Mr.. Bllthers who
has the millions and the daughter
who wants to marry prince?"
"Merely a business transaction,
Miss Guile" lie said absently. He
was thinking of Romano's message.
$50 it would appear"
al beg pardon? 1 was-er-think-
ing
at was of no consequence, Mr..
Schmidt" she said airily.
He picked up the thread once more.
"As matter of fact, I've heard 1t
said that Miss Blithers refused to
marry the prince"
sis it possible?" with fine irony.
ais he such dreadful person as all
that?"
"I'm sure l don't know" murmur-
ed Robin uncomfortably. ale may
be no more dreadful than She"
"Well, l hope she doesn't marry
him." said Miss Guile.
$50 do l." said r. Schmidt, and
their eyes met. After q moment she
looked away, her first surrender to
the mysterious something that lay
deep in his.
Suddenly, and without reason, she
appeared to be bored. AS matter OF
fact, she hid an incipient yawn be-
hind her small gloved hand.
81 think shall go to my room
Will you kindly unwrap me. Mr..
Schmidt"
He promptly obeyed. and then as
sisted her to her feet, steadying heI
against the roll of the vessel.
81 shall pray for continuous rough
weather." he announced, with as gal
liant a bow as could be made under
the circumstances.
"Thank you," she said. and he was
pleased to take it that she was not
thanking him for q physical service
A few minutes later he was in his
own room. and she was in hers, anC