The Lamar register., 1920-01-07
CHAPTER XIV.

They We're all early to bed. the word
having gone uul To break camp AT
dawn for snfuri The bishop and his
companions were northwurd bound.
Andrea and her man headed for the
south and the coast. In the cold mist
of the morning they parted with tight
handclaspS and earnestly murmured
"God-hlesS -vou's.'
Incidents. following rapidly one after
the other. kept Andrea's mind of the
coming encounter with her old world
until she was actually on its verge.
Late one afternoon they came upon
the bay and Trevor waited expectantly
for her tn recognize the scene of her
ravishmcnt He was disappointed. for
the thin. insignificant strip Of yellow
sand tucked under the red elm dimin-
ished bv distance To The proportion of
n railway embankment. meant nothing
to her inexperienced eyes.
At last he pointed II ont to her. "Be-
hold" he said. the beginning and the
end Of all things"
"Why." exclaimed Andrea. ''Is 1t
really the heach-our beach? How it's
shrunk ?"
"It has. said Trevor Solcmnly. The
erosion on this bit Of coast is foot
for every hundred years. Wed better
hurry If we want to make landing.
He chartered two sailing boats from
Greek fisherman and in an hour the
beach had broadened. the clin had
risen to almost imposing heights;
while they were still well on the shore
they shot into It's shadow. The boat
man chose a landing al the foot of the
Cliff road, a quarter of a mile away
from the steep path by which Andrea
had made her descent. As the safari
began to form ON the beach Trevor
turned to Andrea. ''We're going 10
your Old hotel, you know. It's really
the only one. If you prefer, | can send
for motor-car for you and myself;
but we'd have to wait half an hour"
Andrea caught her breath as she
realized that it was only minutes
before she would he in collision with
a world. Her eyes ran down the line
Of their marching column already ON
the edge of an lncongruous setting. but
still impressing with that subtle digni-
ty which the free and half naked black
takes with him everywhere and which
is born of his absolute indifference to
standards not his own.
Let us go down at the head Of our
men" she answered.
You are right" said Trevor.
pleased at her shrewd judgment. I'VE
mortals." he added, don't always rec
Ognize the Importance Of fighting an
atmosphere with an atmosphere. To
20 in Us cock Of our own walk is a
thousand times better than a motor
eur and the back door"
Andrea nodded 81 felt II but could
not put 1t In words like that"
As Trevor. the white head OF a
qunrter-mile-long and glistening black
serpent of humanity. swung in be-
~ cen the gnteposts OF the hotels i'm
posing portals. the ever-Opportune
Marguerite stretched his neck, raised
his barrel-head and brayed. Above
thai raucnus cry sounded the sponta-
neous and uncomfortable peal of An
drea'S silver laughter.
The groups of men and women
all but one-On the hotel yeranda stop
ped In their various occupations as
though paralyzed; drinks paused half
way 10 thirsty lips, cigarettes burned
unconscious fingers, knitting needles
poised instantaneOusly-nll but one
pair. The manipulation Of the eIcep-
ton was dear but very proper old
lady wearing cap of filmy lace on
her plentiful white hair and enough
flmy lace on her person to make the
porch chair. in which she sat. look
like a stall At Red Cross huZaar.
She was knitting vast khaki-cpl"rer
sweater and at the sound Of AHdrea's
laughter she gave no sign beyond purs-
ing her withered lips while she meth
odically finished of The stitch upon
which she had been engaged.
That deps, she raised a pair OF