The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1919-06-16

the rock at this hour. The beach
slipped away to the low ripple OF surf,
and q fringe of palmettos rose IN siefi-
der. purple silhouette against the sky.
Creston came up and stretched out at
hcr feet.
They'll see that SOON" he said Il
only wish they wouldn't. don't you.
Dot? It's like the islands you read
about. isn't it?s When was young
ster dad had craze for sailing the
ways liked the islands best. and
wanted one, 1 Know. Now that every
thing seems to be going l think I'll
take the boat some day and slip away
to hunt ONE
Everything go.ng?" repeated Doro-
thy, wonderingly.
He nodded happily. looking through
half closed eyelids at the lights on the
main shore.
you know dad inherited all he had
from his father, because Uncle David
was supposed to be dead. He had the
wanderlust, like 1 have. and hadn't
been in America in years. Well. he's
turned up. that's all, and of course the
him. I'm rather glad. Iii have
enough to keep up the yacht and do
what 1 want 10. The only thing is" he
looked up at her quizzically. your
mother wouldn't give me a ghost of a
show now, would she?"
| Dorothy started to speak. but he
checked her.
Don't say anything to spoil it, Dot.
They'll come after you soon enough.
Just imagine you're on my desert
island. this little Council Rock. and
We're not going back until we want to.
Just supposing we were going to be
| married tomorrow. Uncle David lust
reached New York. / heard by wire
| today. And the yachts waiting for
me. Supposfng were TO ask you to
\ on xryft T.
lar society honeymoon, would it? L
wonder what you'd say?"
Across the bay there came three
long. shrill whistles, and the dull
throb Of a meteor boat engine Doro-
thy smiled; leaning close to the shouI-
DER that somehow was just beside
her at the proper height. He slipped
MS coat around her as they waited.
Ihere would be Granger, Of course.
! 1t was his boat
| He would tell Mrs. Warinr hs
would protect Dorothy from Creston' 3
recklessness. And probable PHYLLIS
| was along, too, with young Randall
and Mrs. Aston, who was official
/ chaperon at the beach. They had no
| chaperon on Council Rock. Creston
kept his arm around her at ali haz-
! ards.
1t was so short a time. The news
would be in the papers by morning
that old David Clay had turned up
| tW-hly years disappearance.
and his fortune went hack 70 mir,
any other man would be decent
enough. at least, TO go fifty-fifty. but
not Uncle David. There was lust the
yacht for Creston, and the cali Of the
islands. '''e
Listen. dear" he said softly. .it
can't make much difference TO yau.
and 1t would be everything to me IL
you'd Just kiss me once before they
come II would mean that you did
Ia,e little bN, and that somebody
believed in me, don't you know. and
the money made no difference, Could
you, Dot-just one?'
And quite against all the PRINCIPLES
OF the Waring training. Dorotby
turned her face to him, the tears wet
on her cheeks as she kissed him.
Just two weeks later the Dolphin
slipped into harbor at Port-au-Prince
on its way southwark bound on a
honeymoon cruise. The youngest
Waring had married for love.
Copyright, 1919. BY the Mcclure News.
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