Newark leader. ([Newark, Ohio]) 1917-1946, 1926-04-16

hard to get. | don't want to take a
chance"
AS he paid for the food and trouble,
the restaurant man made no further
inquiries. and Dick volunteered no ad-
ditional information. When the box
was wrapped, he borrowed pen and
ink, and wrote on the outside:
Miss Alice Cutler.
Steam Yacht Pencan,
Blanks Pier, City"
II guess that will do," he chuckled,
admiring his chirography.
Five minutes later he was on his
way to Blanks pier. The Pelican was
already at the dock coaling. Dick took
swift survey of the scene, and then,
whistling nonchalantly, with the box
under his arm, he walked toward the
end.
No one challenged him, and when he
reached the Pelican's side he stopped
dozen grimy men were storing coal
aboard, a deck hand checking off on
a card the number of bags carried into
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thrown from the main deck to the
pier
Dick started up this and reached
the deck before anyone challenged
him. Then a booming voice right be-
hind him caught his ear
Hello, there! What d'yOu want?
Don't you know this is a private
yachtY
1t was Captain Brent.
Sure" replied Dick nonchalantly.
It's the Pelican, isn't it? Mr.. Cut
ler's yacht?"
"Well, what if it isY" growled the
captain.
Nothing, except guess I'll take a
rest here. Hot day, isn't it?' He re-
moved his hat and began wiping his
forehead.
"Yes, it's hot, but it may be hotter
if you don't look sharp. What you got
in that box"
Dick smiled and winked. "If
knew, cap | don't know that I'd tell
you, but Wen both have a guess. Miss
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fdence Maybe it's bathing suit, or
a diving dress"
ITS for Miss CutlerY queried
Brent, picking it up and reading the
name and address. well" slowly,
after weighing it with both hands, "she
amt here. Leave it, and I'll give it
to her. I'll put it in her cabin"
He started to walk away with the
package, but Dick rescued it. Not
so fast, cap" he said good naturedly.
"She didn't tell me to leave it-she
said not to leave it. If she wasn't
here when l called, l was to wait half
an hour. Then if she didn't appear |
was to carry it around to her house."
The skipper looked little puzzled,
and gave the package another sharp
scrutiny.
That's queer" he muttered. II
didn't know she expected to come
aboard this morning"
"Tll bet she didn't know herself"
grinned Dick. That's why she said
not to wait for her longer than half an
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sure l could find her home"
He fingered the card carelessly and
when Brent reached out a hand to
take it he let him have it. The man
stared at it a moment, and then re-
turned it. Dick felt that the card
would remove any suspicion that might
find lodgment in the others brain.
"All right" he said finally. Stay
on this deck and when the half hours
up go down that gangplank you came
up"
Sure You don't think was going
to jump overheard and swinE did
your"
The skipper frOwned and eyed him
with disapproval. Dick firted out
cigarette, and added; "Any objections
to smoking, cap? Pm dead for a
few whiffs."
mo, not if you stay outside" was
the surly retort.
When he walked away, Dick moved
a camp stool near the railing and con-
tentedly puffed away at his cigarette
He was apparently interested only in
the scene on the dock, and never once
turned his head sideways or back
ward He felt that eyes were watch
ing him, but he wasn't sure.
The minutes sped along slowly, and
after the third cigarette his head
sagged to one side as if he slept. He
snored once or twice.
He was conscious once of catlike
footstep coming around the forward
cabin, and hal4ng near him, but he
continued to snore peacefully. Twenty
minutes, and he was still in the same
position. Out Of the corners of his
half-closed eyes, he saw Captain
Brent 90 down the gangplank and walk
aft where the men were finishing their
job of coaling the yacht.
Once out of his sight a remarkable
change came over Dick. He sat slowly
upright, and gaZed swiftly and keenly