The Bozeman courier. (Bozeman, Mont.) 1919-1954, 1927-07-29
published by special ARRANGEMENT with tt
Chicago Tribune Syndicate)
IN TWO PARTs-PART TWO
THE STORY so FAR

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, Dorothy Quinn's mother had deserted. Her
bert Quinn when Dorothy was but a baby.
ST. f10piH she wlE had Fd let Tps oToRhfs an th aFssa thO SlSandi
dollars Of. her income, retaining but one
a q banker, appears Very commonpiace to his
daughter while the mother who had deserted
n HgTIs Nd, Dor0 T1sX,a is being ing,+ coTrteG by yts Two
young man, and william Fonda del Conner
clio, a modernist resident Of Greenwich vtl-
mother to pay her a visit in Paris. on the !
boat a middle-aged stranger forces his at
tentionS upon hec.
And now the story
That afternoon, walking up and down
deck she spoke once to the melan-
choly man, but only because h could
not help herself. Her o was sidelong'
absent minded, N obviously dismissing.
night she found the melancholy
man beside her at Dime He was dressed
in an expensive dinner jacket, too large
for him, and between his winged collar
throat showed a tendency to bulge
an Adams apple.
st thought It'd De a whole lot nicer if
we sat next to each other" he explained.
There amt many people on board, but
even at that it's kinda p~leasanter to start
with people you know"
Nibbling a stuffed olive, Dorothy
turned her lovely childlike eyes upon
Above her plain evening dress OF
black that fell n the ines Of her slim
nRuIE nGI 0dGI1lLk WLlbG SlOu4OCIo anu
her neck, exposed by her blonde clipped
hair, gave her the appearance OF a par
TALLY clothed angel.
IT don't know you" she murmured.
ct know, but you will. We're here for
seven days"
Dorothy considered this remark. She
considered it so thoroughly that she was
on the point Of asking the head steward
to change her table, but she decided that
this was too pointed and might arouse
the melancholy mans hostility. There
was something about his long, equine
face, despite its exceedingly kindly ex-
preston when in repose, that indicated
possibilities for a dou display Of tenn
per. After all, he would be easy to han
die; he was comparatively harmless; he
didn't know any better. That was the
answer. Dorothy's trained eye had al
ready discovered several presentable un-
attached younger men On the shrunken
passenger list who she was sure would
within a short time afford her a wall Of
protection.
But before the wall had begun to func-
ton Henry G. Blodgett-that was his
name-had limited to Dorothy all thai
money could do for a young girl, and
receiving no encouragement n that di'
rection, had twice tentatively proposed
marriage. Dorothy felt that the ONLY
way to put Mr.. Blodgett in his place wa
to tell him quietly and method1caly JUS
who she was, and to point u to hin
the necessary ideals attached to her pc
sition. She explained her father to him
she explained her w work, and h eX
planned the reason for her trip. Possibly
in explaining the last, she drew too glow
ing a portrait. 1t vol not have beel
surprising if Henry G.. Blodgett had ar
rived at the conclusion that the forme
Mrs. Quinn was now a French marquise
Also, in explaining her father, Doroth
unexpectedly experienced a touch @
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were present now, he would stand be
tween her and the opportunities Of Nj
Blodgett.
Freedom in one direction seemed al
ways to imply a lack Of freedom in an
other. And even after the wall had be
gun to function Henry G. Blodgett we
not to be got rid Of altogether. In tn
fifty years Of an adventurous life he ha
found that there was no wall you COULD
MT climb over, or dig under, or 60
! through in some way. After three da.
. Of the wall he came upon Dorothy ha
= asleep in her deck chair, and, stttir
down calmly in the empty chair besiC
: her, folded his hands over his stomacl
. clothed in an immense checked ulste
: and spoke as follows. About all h
: clothes there was the appearance Of
soul struggling for gaiety and doggisI
: ness through the medium Of tailors an
> ious to dispose Of hamboyant clothes n
otherwise to be sold.
you're avoiding me-" A gray e.
watched the dipping flight Of a sea gu
e Dorothy stirred under her rugs al
? sighed.
you raise the question"
"WhyP" The long face showed no e
: preston.
= You al ask?"
y ct always ask. That's the only way T
7 ever had Of finding out anything. L
~ | ~ rra+%u nNG TnN about fhfrfWT VYnu
q older than you, but it don't hurt no o
to talk to me, does tt?"
. Eyes, it does"
"Why?"
2 Because" she said, meeting the gr
IN eyes squarely, ct don't think you
I don't think you know how to approa
y them"
r. Mr.. Blodgett averted his eyes. 'I us
to-" he said without rancor, but recen
= I've had such a lonely time trying
. keep it up that I kinda thought
change. I found that if I went up
No most women and treated EN- like
NJ thought they liked to be treated, IL
AZ Just took me for a III old fool. Tin
Is has changed. You got to jazz things
a bit. It's better to be turned dow
being too fresh than for being too ste
as Besides, you amt half as likely to
turned down as the other way about.
cE I aim to do is to please, anyway"
,es You're disgusting" said Dorothy, &c
Ak. I'll leave you"
= 1.-THE wall" informed Of Henry
q B1odgett's dreadfulness, saw to it dur
the next two days that he did not
re- proach Dorothy at all, and by taking
p meals in the restaurant Of the PROVING
IA instead of the regular dining salo
So Dorothy managed to avoid seeing +
ii almost completely. But the last nj
cks ~ 1@OSN
Ter again. Sne was thinking couee
liqueurs In the smoking room with Sc
= wall" and had been RECALLING a new me
OF Der with a humorous description Of
or pursuer-she could appord to be hum
ed. Gus now that she was so safe from htI
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