The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1922-07-26
Now Go On With the Story.
CHAPTER III
The \lXsterX Craf..

Dick reioined Garrick late in the
afternoon in his rooms at the Nonowan.
tue country club. Garrick had been de-
veloping the roll OF films
What do you see there?' he asked
Dick, holding up the strip,
Dick turned toward the light and
looked carefully. "A boat. Looks like
one of the scout cruisers built for the
government during the war"
It's autographic, you see. The name.
The Bacchante' is written under it and
the date
"oh yes. But by whom? Whose
writing is that?'
Never mind that now. What is that
shore line? DO you recognize it? Take
my glass"
Dick studied it intently and minute.
ly for some minutes. Il think ..
it looks like Greenport Harbor.'
That was what I thought. l want
ed your opinion. Now look at the next
one"
'Why-thats Brock at the wheel"
Here's another, of a party-Glenn,
Ruth. vira-"
And that other girl is Rae Larue.
That fellow in back is Jack Curtis"
Garrick slowed the girls hat and
the films away in a chest. :?
well, what's next?" asked Dick. Il
suppose they'all all be at the club to-.
night at that Subscription dance"
Garrick nodded silence. He was cal
ling Greenport where he had a friend
a boat builder
Seems that she's a mystery ship
on mystery cruises" he frowned as he
turned to Dick from the telephone
They know her out there, all right
But no enc out there seems 10 know
who owns her. She slips out on these
mysterious cruises, then back just as
unexpectedly-then away again. From
the description I'd say that Brock Of
ten handles her as captain There's
nearly always some of that crowd of
young folks on her, too; sometimes
party. My friend says he will tele-
phone if the 'Bacchante' comes in. She
went out yesterday"
1t was after dinner and a little alb
sent.minded knocking about of the
billiard halls alone, that Garrick re-
called to the matter in hand by the
penetrating tuning Of the orchestra in
the ball room.
He sauntered out on the wide club
porch that faced the harbor and look
ed out straight ahead through the wide
opening Of the two headlands into the
sound 1t was beautiful starry night,
with no moon. Far out in the sound
could be seen one of the big New Eng
land steamers, a majestic mass Of
lights. Here and there, knots of young
people had begun to gather.
He was endeavoring to select a quiet
corner where he could watch when
three girls. arm in arm, in light shin.
merry summer frocks sauntered across
the lawn and up the steps.
"Oh Guy" He turned 1t was Ruth,
nearest, with Vira on the other end
and piquent little bodded.haired girl
between them. We've been talking
about you-and Rae wants so much to
meet you" Ruth presented Garrick TO
Rae Larue. Garrick was an adept with
polite persiflage He needed TO be, to
cover up the eagerness with which he
studied this interesting young person,
i've heard so much about you, Mr.
... Garrick." she explained keenly
with a come-on smile and a hesitation
after the Mr." that hinted at the
irksolceness Of formality. You live al
the club. don't you? I'm stopping with
Beth Page; you must know the Pages?
I'd seen you around when we've been
over here and l thought l knew you
were-youl"
Rae had that sometimes fatal gift
Of flas.ery, a way Of leading a man on
TO talk about himself and Of appear
ing 10 be exclusively interested in his
tastes and pastimes. Guy studied her
as she devoted her entire attention &c
him to the exclusion Of her companions
Was she attractive because she was SC
young OF was 1t because she had hat