The Daily Alaska empire., 1931-08-25

Umberto and aidin' and abbetin him-youll go when he goes-and what's goner become of me and the baby?"
 So that's why you aren't more enterprising in pumping Juanita You ought to know that people ex- pecting family are keener than ever to feather their nest. You didn't used to look at things this way"
 I've always hated your connec- tion with Umberto. Oh, Divvy I'm so afraid"
 You're so afraid you're holding out on me where Juanitas con- cerned."
 Think what you please, Divvy You know the girl don't talk very much"
 T know well enough I can get on without her" Divitt answered. Molly was looking at him hope fully
 You mean you don't intend to use Juanita."
 "Use her, of course. But differ ently."
 "Divvy, we've got money. Let's go somewhere and start all over in something that's not dangerous, :" remarked Molly.
 Many things are dangerous" re- piled Divitt. "Aviators take chanc- es. So do miners and soldiers. A man must follow his bent. That's the first thing women have to learn" He went over and patted Molly's shoulders. Go to sleep, kid. You're not going to have anything more to do with this"
 q suppose you don't trust me" The thought wrung her heart.
 NIts not that. Pick out the clothes for Juanita, and look after her dates. Let it go at that. As far as my getting into trouble is concerned-I won't. When it comes I'll be gone-you with me
 He opened a door beside the ar Imoire, went up a narrow stair to his office. There he sat down at his disordered desk and wrote: "Marquesa Carlota de Luiz y Cab
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 "8 Michel Street
 New Orleans. Dear Marquesa:
 will you kindly call at my of- 1 flee hursday-night-at nine o'clock?
 JASON DIVITT." He opened the other door and dropped the letter down the mail chute of the Tijon hotel. Kirk Stanard telephoned the Ti- jon on Thursday afternoon, desir- 1 ing to call on Senorita Flores. In touch presently with an agreeable female voice-not the senorita's- he was told that Senorita Flores would see him that evening from eight till nine o'clock. She would be in the patio. | It was on, an errand for Nelly that Kirk was calling, or at least ! he allowed himself to call it that Mrs Belaise told him that Senor- ita Flores looked like Delphine, his mother, and when Kirk confessed to the feeling of having seen the senorita before, she added. That i is it." Kirk could not see Juanita's S resemblance to his mothers pie lures, yet he would not disabuse Nelly's mind of thing that seemed to fill it with such comfort. She was prattling about the senorita's refusal to choose something from the casket, had in the end chos- en something herself, ring that had been Delphine's, bidding Kirk give it to Senorita Flores. Not as a reward, tell her. Just to make me happy"
 Kirk was glad of the mission. From eight to nine. Rather limited, that. Yet he could not expect to find the senorita without engage ments.
 | Night was settling when Kirk arrived. The Tijon patio was filled with dusk and soft blossoming of lights. The tables were deserted except for a man and woman drinking from ice-filled glasses close to the verandah. An. yonder! Wonder at a far table. Kirk could not mistake the dim figure. He crossed the patio quickly.
 "Senorital I thought you had forgotten"
 She smiled, all in white. diaphan- ous stuff. It fell away from her arms and about her feet. Kirk saw her parted hair, drawn over her ears. knotted on her neck. | T never forket," she answered. Kirk sat down on the bench beside her.
 1 He looked at her. white and love- ly, wondered about her. Why was she here? Who was with her? What eyes were watching from the up- per windows. even now? She had