Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1934-05-13

Charles face glowered. He looked at Ellie
seriously.
IF 1 was you, wouldn't ever give Chad
Hurst chance to talk to me again. He's
dangerous character. l know" Charlie said it
with conviction.
Hes right, too, Ellie chimed in Jim. Il
wouldn't fool with him myself"
II don't why not said Ellie, "he was
Just as nice to me as anything. I told him I
was going out fishing and he said he'd be glad
to take me any time wanted to go. He said
for me not to call you back-that he'd take me
out today, right that minute, if I'd go. told
him no, had promised Jim that he could take
me today cat this point Jim gave a meaning
full sniff land that Charlie would be disap-
pointed, too. if 1 didn't go. He kept telling me
to run home and play and not to 60 with you.
Wasn't that PECULIAR"
Yeah He does lots of peculiar things. Such
sticking knives in peoples sides" Charlie
turned the wheel of the boat viciously
Why, Charlie what do you mean?' asked
Jim perplexed. II don't understand"
What I mean is that I didn't ever have
appendicitis like everybody thought, last
month. Believe me- Chad Hurst is going to pay
for that some day, tool" -,
He knitted you!" breathed Jim, Mortified.
LILLE was completely stunned into silence.
Chad had seemed so nice and talked so
pleasantly She didn't know what to make
of it.
The prov of the dilapidated boat. cutting the
water was headed toward a small group of
green-clad islands about three miles from the
mainland They shimmered through the heat
waves the craft approached. Charlie. after
his last remark, had shut his mouth in a grim
line which seemed to prohibit conversation.
The mangrove swamp was a group of small
islands made by the prop roots of the man
grove trees dropping down from their branches
and attaching themselves to the parent stem.
and constantly expanding the shore line of the
islands in this manner. Nothing but few
birds and insects lived in these small over.
hanging evergreens because there was sur
face land basis for them. It unusual
treat for both Ellie and Jim to be brought out
here for fishing.
As the brown roots of the mangroves began
to appear near the surface of the water, Ellie
and Jim put bits of shrimp on the fish hooks
and looked at Charlie expectantly, waiting for
him to give them the signal to start letting out
their lines. Ellie, quite as confidently as Jim,
held her reel aloft in readiness. The shore
of the mainland cut off from their vision
now, and on all sides were the small islands.
The boat cut wide swathS through the cham
nels of brown water as Charlie sought the place
where the fish were running.
DUT Ellie's mind was not on fishing, although
= she had baited her hook and was ready to
start trolling. She was thinking of Chad Hurst
as she had seen him on the dock, small dark
and good-looking He had talked to her in his
cheerful, joking way as he creased the engine
Of the big yellow speedboat moored to the dock.
She had thought he was such a pleasant. kind
man. And now Charlie and Jim claimed he
was a terrible character who stuck knives in
people. Ellie shuddered.
Here we are" volunteered the fisherman as
they rounded a bend. The boy and the girl
put out their lines, letting them "reel OIL"
gradually. Charlie cut down the motor Of the