The Waterbury Democrat., 1932-07-02
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water and make you some tea That'll warm you up"
 At that Anika cried out and said she wouldn't be left there q 11o- ment alone--not for one single mo- ment. But Martin was unmoved; he went out and shut the door behind him.
 The scene outside had changed meanwhile. A fine, cold steady rain descended from heavy clouds. and an equally fine mist rose from the lake in streaks and moist and cling ing drifts. No shore, no mountains were visible. There was no question of encountering anybody on the beach in such circumstances. and this was at once relief and the reverse. He could not imagine; how he was to pass the time with Anika in his cabin until four o'clock in the morning. He yearrled for May as for a holy shrine in which he could seek refuge. What was he to do if they searched for .Anika and found her with him? He could not |'1eave the silly, thoughless little cre- ature in the lurch. But the devil only knew what would be the end of it. It was some satisfaction to think of the ducking he would give that count with his blue-black po- maded head if he ever got hold of him.
 There were sounds of music from the doorway of the next. cabin but one. Little Matz was crouched 0ii the blanks there like a lump of clay, playing with his mouth-organ in the rain. Martin stood still with the filled can in his hand and thought things over. "Matz" he said, mo one will come bathing to-day now. But you stay where you are and keep Q lookout. And If anyone wants me--anyone, whatever, you L4 And--yousrs to say, Herr Hell is asleep. And then you're to run to my cabin and knock three times. You're to say. Herr Heil is asleep. Do you undef- stand?"
 Right" said Matz, nodding and still busy with the mouth-organ. When Martin got back to- the cabin there was a strange altera% ton there. A line had been stretcff- ed from the shelf to the window, and on 1t in ordered array every l article of Anika's clothing and undeclothing was hung out to dry. The window shutter was closed, | and the lamp lighted. Anika had put on Martins pajamas They look | ed immense on her miniature body, and she lay in his camp bed sm0k- ing cigarette.
 ''It's really cozy here now" she | said at once, as Martin entered and quickly shut the door behind him.
 Very cozy", Martin muttered. Aniku glanced across at him with a suspicion of nockery and seIf< satisfaction as he stood looking down at his little spirit lamp amt absent-mindedly burning his finger with the match.
 | What are you thinking abouts | Bulli?" she asked guardedly, as he made the tea.
 Have you money to take you | home ?" he said, as he handed Aui- ka tea in the glass he used for | brushing his teeth. Anika pulled | her bag from the foot of the bed | and began with knit brows to- search about among it's confused contents.
 | i've no idea what stuffed in--- l everything theS, was in the bath- 1 room. The police took away every- l thing else. If that isn't robberyf | she said, grumbling. Then she ut-s 1 tered two cries of joy.2 The platii1e um watch was there. And her purse as well. In the purse were twelve schillings. A ticket to Veinna cost | nineteen.
 l You must give me seven," Am | ika concluded from that. l "Where am to find seven schil- 1 lings?" was all he said.
 He shut his lips tightly and looked thoroughly annoyed. Every
 muscle from his head to toe in his hard trained body braced itself in
 obstinate refusal. And with rea- son. Martin had secret. He was not so poor as he seemed. He had
 denied h:llself of a number of
 things lately, it is true. His brown
 shoes were unsoled, and his meals had become more irregular than
 ever. But he was not without re-
 sources. He was saving. He had q
 treasure hidden in the table draw-s
 CT. He was saving money for that
 walking tour into the mountains
 with May. He had all in all nine
 schillings, forty-two groschen. He
 would rather have been ripped
 open than give a groschen of this
 money away.
 (TO Be Continued)
 Copyright 1892. By Vicki Bauml
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