The Daily Alaska empire., 1931-08-31

ria, that woman's pearlsD And Bobby = Bobby What's-his- name He was coming around too, and wanted to give Juanita party after Easter. Cranshawl That was the name. She had scratched it on her fan, had asked about it after ward-casually, as was her way. Western people--new money and loads of it. Oil.
 The marquesa went over to her trunk and taking out a bottle of liniment, began to rub her feet.
 Molly wrinkled her nose at the smell of liniment. Every detail of the ball interested Molly, the names of the men with whom Jua- nita had danced, the costumes they wore, the favors, the queen, the ladies gowns, the supper
 That was good about your not Knowing who Adrian Fouche was. If you had. Of course he didn't know you. How could he? And Eric Ledbetter wasn't there. But you may run into him, honey and if you do, don't you care. He didn't see you, that night
 Perhaps not. But I spoke to him in English"
 You did?" whispered M Ny, aghast. What did you say?"
 T don't know. I just remember hearing my voice-and striking at him"
 Molly was silent a moment, then she patted Juanita's hand. Its all right. He was drunk. He won't re- member. Anyhow if you meet him face him, don't run"
 The marquesa found the cigar she had selected at supper, and be- gan to smoke.
 "Helrs bells!" yelled Molly. Cant you find some asafetida?"
 The marquesa got into bed and drew the curtains.
 Get into bed" Molly said to Juanita, and opened the window, letting in the drowsy dawn-rattle of Royal street. Juanita smiled up at her sleepily from a tumble of dark hair.
 "Pcor kid!" thought Molly, put ting out the light, closing the door softly. She's not much younger than me, but she seems like a kid my kid Lord, I'm getting soft"
 The door of Divitt's office was locked and she went home by way of the Tijon patio and through the little gate.
 Gabreau in his short bed heard Molly as she came through the gate. There were few sounds these nights that Gabreau did not hear Many the draught of sedative hao Conchita given Gabreau You got slip or you be seeck How dis place goin' ex-eest-eei Gabreau seeck?"
 But he kees her, Maman! He f jerk way de veil and he kees hel f mouth. It mo worse dan when sht , kees him light-thoo de veil" f Conchita knew how keenly Ga. breau had watched at the gate hoping that Ledbetter would come Gabreau would forbid his entrance as he had been instructed, and Ga. breau would do more. He woult , follow Ledbetter into the darl street, and on some pretext-per lhaps with the hint of message from Juanita-would lure him int an alley and have it out with him
 But even Conchita believed tha F delay would soften Gabreaus de sire for vengeance. Even Conchiti did not guess that Juanita's en trance into the world under tn wing of the marquesa-for wha purpose she surmised all too ac lcurately-conjured up such vision of her meetings with Ledbetter a tossed him like driftwood
 He will see her close. He vii mebbe not know her. He mebb will. Anyhows. he will love her. H will spik soft. He will give he mooch flowers and presents. Sh will listen. Oh Madre de Dios! Of Purgatorio!"
 Tonight Conchita, to soothe hin had lighted the candles before tn picture on the improvised altal Her aging eyes had not seen in tn chromo the likeness that had draw Gabreau to buy it. She divined tha love had been in a measure [ thank for the labor he had spen in building the little stand; ha felt that Juanita was the .inspira tion-but Gabreau was becomin more pious. Gabreau, indeed, wa becoming kinder. At first he ha said often, T am the blood c Napoleon. With this he had justi fled whatever thing he might de He did not say this any more not since he had set the pictur on the stand behind the candles He had relinquished some though that went with that Ay, though