The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1931-12-02


De Iona pushed back his chair
with loud scrape.
You will excuse me, please" he
said, bowling sarcastically. Il shall
take a walk around the deck"
He was taking 1t fairly well, at
that, Mary decided, after a critical
glance. She was curious to know
what explanation had been given
him for this sudden sea-trip; surely
he must have beer dumbfounded tc
awaken and find himself shanghaied
in any such high-handed fashion.
Whatever it was, it was plain that
he had lost his taste for red haired
youns women with promises in
their eyes and no intention of keep
ing them.
Well, let him go. He would not
be unobserved, wherever he went
even though the excellent Bates
was in his cabin, getting a little
long deferred sleep. He was a pris-
oner with every man on the yacht
his jailer. Did he, know it yet?
Mary could not tell
May I inquire why you brought
that man aboard?" Bruce demanded
angrily as soon as De Iona had de-
parted. And what does this sud-
den sailing mean?"
With Louise present, naturally it
was impossible to tell him of the
nights events. Mary looked doubt
fully at Mr.. Jupiter, before reply
ing.
your father hopes to do little
fishing, think" she answered. IF
he can get the right bait"
Bruce looked from the girl to his
father and back again, sensing a
double meaning in the words.
But why take De Iona, of all
people?" he asked, puzzled.
Il n
MIR. JUPITER cleared his throat
1Nl and made his first contribu-
ton to the conversation. He con-
tinued to look with innocent, bland
eyes at the water decanter in the
center of the table, as he spoke.
Possibly as companion for the
countess here" he said. He turned
to her with elaborate courtesy. 1.-THE
man is an old friend of yours, I
believe you told us?"
The countess eyes flashed. She
did not reply. 1t was not possible
for her to be longer deceived by
the lamblike exterior he had shown
her.
The Sweet child" was not SO
guileless as she had believed. She
was beginning to have real qualms.
She was lady not without expert
ence, and she had read such signs
before.
Nervousness, combined with NAL
de mer, unnamed her for the time
being.
She rose and rushed from the
room, Bruce following hastily, hurl-
ing a savage look at his parent as
he did so.
"Brutel To -harass a helpless
woman!" the look said. Mr.. Jupiter
chewed industriously. His eye
glinted humorously in Marys direc-
tion.
Take back everything you've ever
said about newspaper reporters, .
Mary told him, cor I won't give you
what I've got upstairs"
And what's that?"
1.-THE countess history-or part of
it. All down in black and white.
Newspaper clippings. And George
Bowen is the man you have to
thank for it"
els that so?" Delight made itself
evident in the old mans face. well,
now, if we get rid of that hussy,
we'll have to make that boy little
present"
wedding present it will be,
think"
Why did she flush as she said it?
George Bowen was nothing to her.
1t surprised her to find that she
missed the faithful lads alteration,
now that it was focused on the at
tentive Miss Brown.
Wanting only Dirk, she still would
have found it pleasant to keep
Bowen at her chariot-wheels, too
What little cat she was! 1t
amazed her to discover this about
herself.
Was that-could it below Dirk
felt about Cornelia's logged pur-
suit? Was it merely human vanity
in both of them? She began to see
things in clearer light.
Remembering Dirk sent her
hurrying below to see how he was
The first cloud fell on her day as
she opened the door and saw him
lying, staring with wide, panied
eyes at a corner of the empty cabin
Her heart turned over with pity
for him. He looked gentler, some
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