Evening star., 1921-04-30

He laughed shortly at the suuue II
CLEAN in the others eye, as he watch :
ed Ierningham go past. Not content
with that, he went and dropped the
fish over some warriors boiled shlrt
and had to leave in disgrace. ne
carefully selected cigarette. NO
accountin' for this dressing-up craHe'
is there. Carl? You'd never be any
thing but your own sweet self. would
you. little one? Always the girls own
friend-tender and true. He laughed
softly; from previous experience ne
knew that this particular form or
batting invariably infuriated Peter
son. Some day. my Carl, you mus
tell me of your life and your early
struggles amidst all the bitter temp
ationS of this wicked world.
Some day" snarled PETERSON
"Ill--''
"Stop.' Drummond held up pro-
testing hand. Not that, my Carl
anything but that"
''Anything but what" said the other.
Savagely.
Drummond. that you We're once more
on the point of entioning my de
cease. | couldn't bear it, Carl: on
this beautiful morning | should hurSt
into tears. 1t would h" the seven
t"cnth time that that sad event has
been alluded to either by YOU or our
Henry: and I'm rcluctantly beginning
90 think that yOu'll have to hire an
assassin and take lessons from MN.
He looked though,fully at the other,
and an unholy JOY began to dawn on
his face. ''! see YOU have thrown
away your cigar Carl. May l offer
YOU a cigarette? No2 But
why so hrusque? Can it be-Oh no.
surely not--can it be that my little
pet is feeling icky-boo? Face going
tiEht-only the y@wnin@ stag" be
tween him and his breakfast! some
people have all TIL" fun of the fair.
And | thought of asking you to 1oln
me below at lunch. There's some eX-
cellent fat pork"
\ few minutes later birmingham
ana the American found him leaning
by himself against the rail. StIll
laughing weakly.
y ask no more of life" he remark
ID. when he could speak. Anything
else that may come viii be an anti
climax.
"What's happened?'' asked Lerning-
ham.
Its happening" said Drummond,
joyfully. 1T couldn't possibly be over
set. Peterson. our one and only Carl.
mas been overcome by the waves. And
"hen he's feeling a little better III
take him a bit of crackline-" &.
Once again he CAV" way to unre-
strained mirth. which finally sub
sided sufficient " TO allow hi m to stag
Gr!' below and feed.
At the top of the stairs leading to
,he luncheon saloon he paused and
Glanced into III" secret place reserved
for thOS" who have from early chi Id
Hooh voted for a channel tunnel.
There he is" he whispered &C.
staticaliy, our little Carl, busy re-
:alling his past. 1t may be vulgar.
Ted: doubtless it is. | don't care.
such trities matter not in the supreme
moments OF ones life; and can
imagine Of only one more supreme
han this"
"What's that" asked Ted, firmly
D:loting him down the stairs
The moment when he and Henry
sit side by side and recall their pasts
together" murmurod Hugh. soiemnly.
Think of it, man-think OF it, f,a ch
My hat, What Il wonderful. lovely
.r"am to treasure through the weary
cars" He gaZed abstractedly at the
I waiter. Roast beef-uude rdone." he
| remarked, and take a plate of cold
TAT up to the silence room above. The
third gentleman from the door would
like to look at it"
But the third gentleman from the
door. even in the midst of his d gony
was consoled by one reflection.
should it be necessary. letter awaits s
him. SO had run the telegram which
he had scattered to the winds right
under DrummOnd's nose. And it was
necessary. The authenticated young
sweep had managed to escape once
again; though Petro had assured
aim that the wretched native had
had seen the man Chamber onto the
top of the cupboard
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