The Lamar register., 1920-08-11

Rage, Such as He Had Never Felt In
All His Life. Consumed Him.
taking this means TO keep In touch
with her. Whereas steward would
carry Marconigrums to other passen-
gers. Jed Mansel Invariably delivered
Miss Riley's messages himself. Nat
urally this attention would be recog
nized by an appreclstiye person like
Miss Riley.
That Jerrold Mansel was downright
crooked. there wasn't much doubt
But Win had to admit that his proof
was far from conclusive. Iris Ford's
wireless was fuke-but there wes
the possibility OF taking somewhere
along the line OF transmission. Man.
sci had bet heavily against the Giant
killers-but so had thousands Of 9th
er persons. The operators remark
about the player who would be missed
from the lineup was strong circum-
stantial evidence against him-and
still 1t could have been a second
guess: he might have heard after
the series that one OF the best men
had been out OF the game Certainly
there wasn't enough solid proof TO
warrant Win Shute In denounciug the
wireless operator.
And If he did-if he warned Miss
Riley against Jerrold Mansel-lt
would involve II disclosure Of the fact
that he. James winton Shute. was Il
professional baseball player. He
wasn't ready TO make that admission.
The fact that the finest girl didn't care
hang for the national pnstime con-
stituted a mighty serious problem. Ii
wasn't pleasant TO continue TO mas
querade as mir. James" but 1t was
an incognito enforced So things were
permitted to drift.
II was moonlight on the Mediter-
ranean. the last night but one OF Win
Shute's long voyage to Naples from
Inconsistencies. He had started out
to act the part OF ''trusty"-to do
nothing against the captains author
ity, but secretly to work toward one
end, namely. the circumyention OF his
enemies. After fortnight at sea. al.
though he was naturally Interested In
his own case, he had lost much Of
his violent anger against those whc
had forced him TO become a passenger
on the ship. For If they hadn't-lf he
had remained at home-he would not
have met the finest girl As Tfis Ford
would have said: There atnt moth
ing to that"
II was early. scarcely dark, but with
full moon. and together they were
on the lookout for the first sight OF
Genoa They had arrived at that i'm
portant stage OF their acquaintanCs
when the original discovery was to
be made of front names.
You've never told me your name "
he urged.
Mother always calls me Grille "
she responded half in fun.
81 know-but never was strong fOr
pet names-in public. mean. Tell
me your real name"
She was plainly embarrassed. 1t
was perfectly justifiable question
and there was no reason, which he
could see. why she should hesitate
Yet she did.
I'm not going to use it'll you
want me TO"
"Oh, it's not that-not that at all
I'd be glad to have you call me
Imogen. It's Imogen."
"Imogen Riley" repeated Win
Say. that's some name II I'd named
you myself, I'd have called yos-
Imogeu."
Mother will be glad" And she
laughed.
Now. what's your namer she
asked.
1t was his turn to be "fussed" and
to hesitate. My middle names Win
ton-most everybody calls me Win"
81 suppose because you always do"
It'll now i have"
She edged away tribe.
Continued next week.