Evening star., 1919-05-11
THE LUCK OF THE


quite like this. The shipwreck and
desert island weren't so far away as
might be.
And a homely mug like me"
Romance and magic carpets. Will
liam was now absolutely certain that
she was the rich mans daughter fly
ing the mesh of the unfavored suitor.
She was no runaway wife; that idea
was totally wrong. He mapped it all
out She had run away and gone
bravely to work rather than marry
the man who was not her choice. No
doubt there was handsomeis some
where in the background, but she had
evidently slipped through his fingers.
She couldn't laugh like that If she
hadn't. Oh, he knew all about it.
Good-looking young women, lighting
their own way. seldom escaped that
sordid adventure. Somewhere along
the route they poked their pretty fin-
gers into the web Of the spider just to
see him wriggle. and some Of them got
caught.
A rich mans daughter. running
away, because she loved her indepen-
dence; a very agreeab BILE fabric as Will
liam wove it on the loom of his fancy.
Glory to the day he had stepped into
Cooks,
A shadow fell athwart the deck.
causing him to turn. The shadow be-
longed to the deck steward. The dap
per little man in uniform Scribbled
on a card, which he slipped into the
metal slide at the top of Williams
chair. On that card was written, Mr..
Grogan." William handed silver
dollar to the steward.
Say, how do you get into the
diner?"
"Thc chief steward will take care Of
you, sir. If you want any special
place, you'd better apply at once, sir.
Thank you" The steward nodded
briefly as he turned away.
William had an idea. He rose and
went over to the school teachers
chair. Miss JONES'" it wasn't at all
romantic. But it might be assumed.
Anyhow. it did not matter. He turned .
to his chair.
She came back
Say, l forgot to tell you that my
name is Grogan."
And mine is Jones" There was not
the slightest hesitance in her reply.
william Grogan, generally BILL
Il certainly am not going to call you
that" She laughed This was moth
ing but big, lonesome boy. SO she
accepted his advances for exactly
what they were. Here's the book. l
know you'll enjoy it. 1t will make
Florence and Rome doubly interesting
to you"
IF it's got action, that's all want.
jump overheard if | didn't have some
thing to read"
There is plenty to read in the ships
library"
"A library on board? Well. that's
luck. Say, have you seen the steward
about your seat in the dining room?"
Il don't care where l Sit
Would you mind if ] saw to it?"
Indeed, no." She might better sit
next to him than next to some one
who might be wholly prosaic and un-
interesting. He would at least afford
her a little amusement.
He gave quick nod Of his head
we'll shaped under it's thatch-and
strobe away to interview the chief
steward. He looked like very strong
young man. good-humored until
aroused. and then she imagined rather
a difficult customer. She had handled
his prototype in boyhood; wild little
animals, always ready to play or
fght-impervious to anything but
kindness. The Irish---hoW well she
knew them, hot headed, passionate in
their hates and loves. with an exag-
gerated sense OF loyalty, sensitive in
the extreme, generous to a fault, and
always blue-eyed. Perhaps she should
have snubbed him for a day or so; but
she, too, had been lonely, Had she
not begun this long voyage for the
very dread of loneliness? Had she not
suddenly and desperately craved for
strange scenes, multitudes?
At dinner that night he was at her
right. at one Of the beam tables on the
port side. She noticed that he made
no mistakes, that his table manners
were good. On the other side of her
was another Young man. some " here in