The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1920-03-19

dened her. Without taking her angry
eyes or his face she swept two coffee
cups. two saucers and two liqueur
glasses to the ground with crash.
Nothing could have served better to
break the tension. The man smiled.
''That was great" he said pleasantly.
You're like me-when In doubt, do
something. Well" he continued In his
lighter tone, II can answer the spirit
Of all your questions and will answer
them because I don't want you ever
to ask them again. Stubborn pride Is
the root Of the whole mystery. During
the first year of the war was flyer
for the allies. was on the way to a
big name when my nerve went back
on me. / couldn't believe 1t. came
down here and brought machine with
me, working on my old theory of con-
trasts. You saw how I flew-how I
landed. You took me for an amateur.
That's all. Please leave 1t. It's the
flaw In my philosophy. the inevitable
| fly In the clear amber Of a reasonably
happy life"
He snapped his cigar away. sending
after It long last puff Of smoke. An
drea no longer watched him. Her
eyes fixed on the dying glow Of the
cigar butt. II owe you several apollo
gies," she said, quietly, "but I'm not
to blame. I couldn't have guessed. I
can understand some Of what you feel
because I've heard Of several cases
like yours-poor devils that look
young and well but find terror In the
| unjust eyes Of world critical Of
slackers. But there was one-I re-
member his name. Robert Goldman
Trevor, a Canadian"
That was a name that Msungo
knew best Of all names in the world.
1t was his own. But even If Andrea
had been watching him 1t is doubtful
IL she would have read correctly the
sudden tensity that shot through his
frame. He turned on her slanting
glance. "What about Trevor" he
asked coolly.
1T was he that really made flyer
out of my brother Harry" said An
drea. "Harry was attached to the
medical board that handled the case
and he said that when the ranking NJ.
| o. passed sentence in the incest way
he could, but told Trevor he'd have to
take long holiday and that he would
never fly again, because he had lost
his nerve, Trevor turned bit white,
stood very straight and said, You
| lie!"
ID fool" commented Msungo.
Perhaps" conceded Andrea. but
there must have been something in
the way he did 1t that was deeper than
the words, because all those officers
were ready on the spot to swear that
what they had heard was, thank you,
SIR AID Harry Well, Harry has
turned out q wonder, and he says it's
because he always goes up on the hon
or Of Trevor, the nerviest man that
ever few"
Andrea looked at her companion and
caught on his face light of exalta-
ton. "Why," she cried, outraged,
you haven't been listeningW
"Oh, yes 1 have" he answered
promptly, coming back to earth.
Every word. Good for Harry"
Andrea studied his face, the shadow
of question in her own. by the
way" she said, "you are an Ameri-
cant"
"Sure thing" he answered. meeting
her eyes squarely.
Trevor was q Britisher, Of course.
But Canadians and Americans are q
lot alike, aren't they7"
He contemplated his answer with a
quirk Of humor on his lips. "Now-a-
days." he said finally. there's no rea-
son why we should blush over saying
yes to thatw