Judsonia weekly advance. (Judsonia, Ark.) 1???-1922, 1922-01-26

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trayed-
Gasping, trying to smile, she looked
up at him, while the ferry place
whlrled about her and pulses drummed
In her ears. She had automatically
given him her hand; now he kissed
her
Hello Cherry; where you going?'
for the third time
81 came into town to shop she
faltered.
you what?" She had not really
been ineligible, and she felt 1t, with
Il pang of fright. He must not suspect
the steamer was there, only short
block away; Peter might pass them;
a chance word might be fatal-he must
not suspect
I'm shopping!" she said distinctly,
with dry lips. And she managed to
smile.
well" Martin said, surprised to
see me?"
ooh. Martin" said her fluttered
voice. Even in the utter panic of
heart and soul she knew that for
safety's sake she must find his vanity.
I'm going to tell you something
that will surprise you" he said. I'm
| through with the Red Greek people!"
Martin! !" Cherry enunciated almost
voicelessly. She looked from flower
vendor to a newsboy, looked at the
ears, the people-she must not faint.
/ She must not faint.
"Well-but where are you going?
Homer"
Il was going to the dentist a min
ute, but it's not important" They
/ had turned and were walking across
to the ferry. She knew that there was
no way in which she might escape
him. what did you say?' she said.
81 asked you when the next boat
left for Mill Valley?"
1--WE can-go-fnd out" Cherry's
! thoughts were spinning. She must
warn Peter somehow. It was twenty
minutes of eleven by the ferry clock
! Twenty minutes of eleven. In twenty
minutes the boat would sail. She
thought desperately of the women's
waiting room upstairs; she might
!
from 1t. But it had but one door, and
Martin would wait at that door.
Suddenly she realized that her only
hope of warning Peter was to send
a messenger. But if Martin should
chance to connect her neighborhoOd
with the boat, when he met her, and
her sending of a message to Peter
| here
Il think there's a boat at eleven
something" she said, collectively.
Suppose you go and find out?'
She glanced toward the entrance
of the Sausalito waiting-room, hun
dred yards away, and Il mad hope
leaped in her heart. If he turned his
| back on her
"What are you going to do?" he
/ asked. somewhat surprised.
y ought to telephone AliXw Her
despair lent her wit. If he went TO
the ticket office, and she into tee-
phone booth, she might escape him
yet! While he dawdled here, minutes
were flying and Peter was watching
every car and every passer-by, torn
with the same agony that was tearing
her IF you'll go find out the exact
time and get tickets" she said, "Pll
telephone Alix."
"Tickets?" he echoed, with all Mar
tins old, maddening slowness.
Haven't you got a return ticketw
Il have mileage!" she Numbered.
ooh, then I'll use your mileage !'
| he
nodding toward a row of booths, mo
hurry; we've got piles of time"
She remembered that he liked a
masculine assumption of easiness
where all trains, tickets, railroad con-
nections, and transit business of any
sort were concerned. He liked to loi-
ter deliberately while other people
We're running liked to pull out his
big watch and assure her that they had
all the time in the world. She tried
TO call a number, left the booth, paid
staring girl, and rejoined him.
'Busy!" she reported.
Il was just thinking Martin said,
that we might stay in town and go
TO the Orpheum; how about it? Do
Cherry flushed, angered again, in
the aforementioned way under all
her fright and stir. Her voice had
its old bored note.
well Martin, I've been their guest
for two months"
I'D just as soon have them /" Mar
tin conceded, indifferently.
But the diverted thought had helped
Cherry, irritation had nerved her, and
the reminder of Martins old, trying
stupidities had lessened her fear of
! him.
I've got to send a tclegram-for
AliX," she said.
What about?" he asked, less Curl
Gus than Inbred.
"Goodby to some people who are
sailing" Cherry answered, calmly.
. only don't mention it to Alix, because