, 1923-08-15
CHAPTER xvI.-centinued.

Havana smells different from any
other seaport. She smells of rum
and garlic and dirt and cigars and the
earth of Cuba. which Is different from
the earth anywhere else. The harbor
and the town exchange bouquets; the
negroes help; Spanish cigarettes, Flor
ida water and ~decaying vegetables lend
a hand. Satan led the way. He knew
the place as well as the inside Of his
pocket, and as he 'trudged along be-
side Radcliffe under the electrics across
plazas, or through shortcut cut-thrOat-
looking byways. he pointed out the
notable features of the piace-Dutch
Pete's. the Alvarez factory. the great
opera house, the Gale Commacio, the
cathedral.
They passed F1orion's with Its mar
BILE tables. drinkers, and domino play
ers, and Satan suddenly love to.
"Where d'you want to go now?' said
Satan. "D'you want drinks?"
mo. I don't want drinks said Rat
clIfe. Come over here"
A blazing cinema palace shone across
the way, and they entered. Ratclifre
paying.
The place was In black darkness. A
cowboy shooting up a bar was on the,
screen. and n man with an electric
torch led them to their seats.
Then they sat watching the pictures.
Satan criticizing the actors sometimes,
and in a loud voice and not always
favorabIy. The cowboy shot himself
or the screen, the lights fiared up for
half a minute, vent out, and the pic
lures resumed.
Ratclife felt a nudge, and In the
came in his ear.
Say" whispered Satan. did you see
him"
"Who?"
THE man that dropped you at Pam
island"
"Skelton !"
That's him. He's sittin' right n
front OF you"
Are you sureT"
"Sure as sure"
SHELTON here! But where. then, was
the Dryadf Had he wrecked her, or
whatl
i& oi NiiC w
everything. from the music to the pic
ture Of John Bunny on the screen.
The darkness, filed with native Ha-
ANA scents, became tinged with the
atmosphere Of British Responsibility.
Shelton ut the picture! Why. he ought
to have bee Mt the opera or one of the
theaters or walking on the alameda
digestlng his dinner n thinking of
Tariff Reform or A~nglicanism. II
seemed impossible; yet when the light
fiared up again there was SHELTON,
sure enough. sitting with another man.
and now he was rising. evidently tired
Of the show, and passing out. followed
by his friend, grave as though he had
been attending his mothers funeral In
stead Of the marriage Of John Bunny
to Flora Finch in n Pullman car with
negro Accomplishments.
He wore evening clothes. covered by
a light 0%vercoat. Radcliffe rose and,
followed by Satan. pursued him. touch
Ing him on the shoulder outside and In
the full blaze OF the lamps.
Good Cdr said SHELTON. Frat
clifrel"
Just got In" said Radcliffe. "Had
a ripping time. Where's the Dryad?"
up at the wharf. coaling." replied
SHELTON. absorbing RatclIre's rough
and-rendy ga6l. the cloth cap he was
wearing, and Satan. I'm staying ut
the Matanzas; but ! go aboard tomor-
row morning. and we're on In the eve
ming. What have you been doing with
yourselff"
"Oh. having no end OF fun. We
found an old treasure ship and blew
her up and found she was full Of skulls
and bones. You know Satanf"
SHELTON, who had ignored Satan, nc
knowledged his existence by u little
nod.
who's your friendT" asked Rat
cliffe. glancing at Skeletons companion.
who had removed himself a few PAGES.
"Ponsonby-diplomatic service. See
here. come on board to lunch tomorrow
-onenfteen."
"Right."
II have some gear Of yours"
"Rlght. I'll see about It."
might"
"'Night."
on he went.
They had seer enough Of the pic
lures, and having no inclination for
cafes or taverns or gambling shops
they made back toward the whnrves,
Satan walking In profound silence,
ltatclife thinking.
The whole evening he had been fol-
lowed by = miserable sort Of half-Im-
preston. II hnd attached Itself to him
FIRST on the deck Of the Sarah. born OF
his return to civilization; II had man,
age to decoiorize the past few weeks
n demagnctize Jude.
His conscious mind had never quite
rnuged the hold that Jude had man
nsed to get upon him. and this sub