New Britain herald., 1924-12-01

solutely necessary. A look from Corrigan brought him to his senses. I've heard quite a lot about you in Singapore, MT. Corrigan," said Miss Paterson. nestling comfort , ably in the cushions. You used to be in Perak, didn't you? My friends - the Davises were up there. too, for quite a while"
 Davis" repeated Corriga thoughtfully, Davis? Pretty usual name out here. Miss Paterson. What was he? Accountant of some sort or other?"
 "Yes," said the girl very posi- lively "A chartered accountant. They're frightfully nice people, you know. He's doing awfully well. Of course they sent you their salaams,"
 Thanks. Been out east very long. Miss Paterson:"
 "Oh. mol" She turned to her brother who was leaning against the rail, talking to Fellowes. How long have I been out here, Teddy?"
 "A couple of months, more or less'
 "Yes, that's all. D'you know, I simply adore the tropics. I feel as If I've been out here all my life!"
 "Ah!" commented Corrigan, get ting to his feet. "Mr. Felowes has very kindly put his bungalow at your disposal and has decided to migrate to the one had intended for your brother"
 T say" protested Paterson, That's awfuly good of you, and all that; but we really can'thear of your turning out, can we, Enid ,"
 T should say not, indeed. Cant we manage to fit in somehow"
 Before Fellowes could reply, Cor rigan broke in rather abruptly.
 Sort 1t out among yourselves. Mir. Fellowes'll take you across there now, I'll get the men to fol- low with your barang. Paterson, as soon as you get setted down, run across and see me. | want to have few words with you. Say between ! four and five. Good morning, Miss Paterson. I shall be seeing some thing of you, of course. You're only couple of miles from me. Cheery- oh everybody"
 He watched them start along the winding path which led over the | hills 10 the house of his first as sistant, He stayed at the opening between the blue sun blinds until they were lost 10 sight round a bend in the road, then turned sud denly and dropped into the chair Enid Paterson had vacated. AS he reached for the cigaret tin Eel loves plunged back up the steps.
 Left my damn map" he ex- rlaincd hreathlessly, He folded the thing carefully and stuck it in a trouser pocket. He paused for q second in front Of Corrigan.
 "Won what d'you think of hsS? Not bad what ."
 Corrigan snortod
 "Ill give you my opinion of that lady -- later on."
 "1 hope you1l be better soon," rctortol Fcllowes maliciously. and ran down the steps, ducking to avoid the book CorriGan slung after him.
 The strange thing is," unused tho planter 10 himself from the depths of his long chair, that ] neyor remember meeting a char tered accountant whose name was Davis. and I've not yet discovered the pretty woman who could com pletrIy master the Malay language in two months"
 
 On a certain evening, as a fiery ' sun descended below the topmost 1 tips ot the waving rubber trees, the ] first assistant sat. as was his wont, ] on tho steps Of his veranda. Sun down -- the blissful moment Of the 1 weary, sweltcring day when, by the l laws Of the dwellcrs of the orient, square bottles are permitted 10 put ! in an appearance! Paterson had not 1 yet returned from his side of the i vast kabun, Enid was presumably i indulging in a secluded siesta, and ! Fellowes was engaged in a grim struggle with what he imagined to be his inmost soul
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