Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1928-01-29

praying that Pat might not come while
Miss Meni;en detained her. knowing all
too well Miss Menkens greeting TO
him.
Think OF It," she would say. This
little girl teaches in the same school
with us back home, and we didn't even
know she was coming!
After Pats derogatory comments on
the pedagogic profession. this was no
time to have him discover her spear
bearer within 1t. But how could She
get away?
I've a radioeram to send" she lied
futilely
The office is closed" said Miss
Menken trlumphantly. until noon
IN complete surrender Linda sank
down into the chair. keeping frantic
watch for Pat while she listened TO Miss
Menken's circumStantial story Of how
she and Miss Vinor had transferred
themselves and their baggage across
New York. had boarded the liner and
had suCcumbed TO NAL de mer. She
the passing OF the middle-ag spec
tacled man jerked her back TO the more
immediate aspects OF existence.
Hes a very interesting man" she
told Linda. her glance following him
with no little admiration. He helped
me on deck,this morning, and, when he
found that I'd missed so many days of
the voyage, he tried to put me in touch
with the tranSitory drama OF the trip.
It's strange. isn't 1t, how one becomes
so interested in events on bOat?"
Isn't IT," Linda managed to murmur
while she Strove TO frame some plausible
reason for departure. What If Pat came
now9
Harriet and had been wondering 4"
the competent voice flowed on about
our neighbors We had little bets on
them I wagered a pair of gloves that
Id be next 10 Dutch exporter. Har-
ret thought Id draw a professor OF
botany We were both wrong That
gentleman tells me that my neighbor~~
you're in his chair, Linda--is Patterson
Coles"
there about the name that she should
know"
Coles, The young man who made
sl5.000000 III five years in Texas oil
lands "
"Fliteen-~million~- dollars"
That's what he told ME. Have you
seen this young Croesus?'
mo. Yes. can't stay" She
sprang 10 her feet. "Good-by," she told
Miss Menken wildly. No. I'm not sick
Yes. l am
She wEirled of as the middle aged
man OF the speciacles came toward the
teacher.
I'm see YOU again" she made her
self call, feeling, rather than seeing
Miss Menken's gaze OF reproach,
Back in her Stateroom she began 10
sob Fifteen million dollars The
knowledge OF 1t rose like wall between
her and Pat. II only she hadn't found
1t OUT II only he had nothing! Now
that she knew he was rich fabulous!y
rich. how could she seek him out Ia
tell him that she loved him? Last
night when she hadn't known, she had
told him that she didn't know II she
loved him What would he think OF
her IT, having learned OF his posses
sions. she went 10 himp Wouldn't he
think that IL was his money and not
himself that she'd found she could
love-
oh Pat. Pat. dear she wept why
didn't | know when you asked me2"
she left The call for luncheon go UNI
needed. dreading 10 meet him at the
table. but, by 1 O'Clock youth and hun
ger bore her out OF the doldrums. and
she ordered tea She was just begin
nlng 10 itnd comfort in It's fragrance
when the stewardneSs brought her an
unaddreSsed note
You don't need 10 make yourself a
prisoner because YOU don't want TO see