The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1929-01-04

had, 70 a frOrning bead.
Everybody drinks punch here"
Hart remarked, but don't take 1t
unless you care for it, Ashtoreth"
She thought that he would think
more highly of her If she refused.
You really don't niind?" she
queried.
mot a bit" he said. "AS a matter
of fact I hate TO see women drink
ing. 1 suppose I'm a bit of a
puritan"
He sent the servant away.
TELL Lisa to hurry" he instructed
her. II am afraid Miss Ashe Is very
hungry"
He offered her his cigarets then.
But she shook her head.
mo- don't smoke either" she
said and hoped he would not
notice the yellow mark on her
fingers. She had previously been
RAJ er proud of that stain.
''It looked sophisticated, she
Thoughts If she had been smok-
ing for years and years. AS a matter
of fact Ashtoreth did not care par
/ tlCuIdIly IOI C4SdI6JS
"You don't mean to tell me-" he
exclaimed, that you neither smoke
nor drink"
81 don't even pet" she informed
him saucily and, taking a seman
blossom, patted his nose with it..
They're like powder puffs. aren't
1 they?" she said. Il never saw blos-
SONS so dainty and sweet"
Sometimes it's called the Powder
Puff Tree" he told her.
The black woman came padding
softly back through the garden
wall
Dinner is served she said.
1t was a feast for the gods. Fly
ing fish and mountain chicken"
(Which was, really, frogs, and lit
tie roast guinea birds, and the most
surprising vegetables. And for de-
sert a cuStard that f1oated in a sea
of cocanut cream and rose petals.
WED better hurry" cautioned
Hart as they fingered over their
coffee. ITS going to be rather dark
going down the mountain. and we
won't be able to make very good
time.
Il want to show you my begonias,
too, before you go. You won't rec
ogni3e them for begonias. Ashtoreth.
They're SO tall you won't be able
to reach the blossoms
"Begonias!" she cried. why,
Mother has lots of them. In flower
pots, l mean
wait till you see nline!" he ex-
ulted. 'They grow like Jacks bean
stalk"
| A SHTORETH was getting little
IA panic stricken. The boat had
gone, hours ago.
She wondered if. perhaps, the
servants knew anything about 1t. If
Mr.. Hart might learn of it's sailing
before they started down the noun
tain.
Come" he proposed. "Well go
to the gallery for a minute and you
can see the lights in the village
below. fiickering like celestial flames,
all gold and shifting. Aud you can
see the lights on the boat, too-the
boat that will bear you, presently,
away from me-"
He took her hand and they went
from the dining room into the night.
See" he said, that's Roseau
down there And over here-Thy,
Ashtoreth. the boat has gonel"
"Gone!" she repeated foolishly.
eft certainly has!" he declared. hia
voice rising in excitement "She
sailed away while we were at din
ner!'
He stepped through the long door
into the house and called to serv-
ant, speaking in patois.
ayes" he announced, reappearing
IN a moment, "Chere says She left
on schedule. My dear. you mus
have made a mistake. I'm fearfuliv
sorry. I scarcely know what to say.
II should have verified the tine
II was stupid of me, but | was afix-
ious to bring you here as quickly as
possible. There is q wireless station
in Roseau. We can send a message
| to tae boat and ask If she will re-
turn for you. I'm rather afraid
though--weve lost g great deal OF
time, you see. Chere says she lef.
hours ago. I'd no idea how time
was flying"
His manner was so concerned that
Ashtoreth found no difficulty III
seeming herself disconnected LII
truth, she had begun to be apprc
hensive. Mr.. Hart was 50 obviously
upset.
But what shall 1 do?" she cried
II was just proposing that we send
a wireless" he explained, but, OF,
second thought, I'm afraid it il
rather a preposterous notion.
I'VE might be able to get motor
boat and go on to the next Island
Your boat will be there several
hours, and I've no doubt we could
make it on time. Butts an all
night trip, you see-nAy dear. / am
sorry!"
III all sincerity Ashtoreth pro-
tested.
ooh, Mr.. Hart. all those dreadful
women on board? What would they
say?, They'd never get over talk
ing about it."
NO" he agreed. II suppose they
wouldn't. But. see here. Ashtoreth
l thought we'd agreed TO be a Bit
informal. What do you mean
Mastering neon a night like
thislr
She apologized prettly.
Il didn't mean to-Holly-hon-
est"
well, don't let it happen againP
he admonished ste-nly. "Or I'll be
forgetting we're couple of gyp-
sizes and begin debating directly
Seriously now. though. what am ]
going TO do with you, woman