The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1935-02-16
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He offered Lorine . cigarette
mind falling met"
Eve told Il before for . drink"
said Loring. "But not right now
not 70 you. You see," be continued,
you're the hrst-the first gentle.
man I've spoken 70 in three years"
right" said Mark. He stared
|speculatively over the bay. where
darAness had fallen with tropical
| suddonness. He was thinking Of the
queer character 1t his side, and for
The moment hin quest was forgotten.
The sheen Of starlight on the water
reminded him. He turned again to
sDid you ever know . girl. .
dancer, named Vanya Prokovna?"
A smile broke over the beach.
| eombos's erstWhile serious face.
sls that information worth q
dz! 81 !! e you'" he asked.
SCENE along. then" The beach.
eonber started toward tho Divers
Helmot but Marx stood unmoved.
my words good" hs remarked
you're right. Sorry" apolosised
lcIing. 1--WE forgotten how to deal
With 9ontlemen."
He came closer % Marx.
NShe's here" ho said.
SHerel" exclaimed Mark.
Hs WAS thoroughly agitated By
Percy Ioring's statement. A
rush Il indistineuishable emotions
sur9ed through him; he could mot
identity bis feelings. He didn't know
whether he Was delighted, disap-
| pointed, relieved, Or angered by the
boaeheombers news Of Vanya's
presence. Had Vanya herself ap-
poaTod before him, he wouldn't havs
known whether to ignore her. kiss
hor. Or choke her.
sHere9" he repeated stupidity.
mot literally hsrs," said LorinG
sSh1is not in Shene's Cove ct the
moment ] mean she works here,
dances q Pearly's place there"
@Where il she now1"
Couldn't say," the beechcombe.
shyugged. maybe in Taulanga.
Maybe back country. No ships In,
you zee, and therefore no business.
and no need for entertainment"
"0r maybe visiting . planter
said Marx viciously.
Maybe. But not likely"
sPlanters don't patronize Pearly
Shene's, for one reason. They're .
BIT too tolfy; they 60 to the Resi-
doucy dances ct Taulanga, and II
they want other amusements, they
| 60 70 Suva. And besides" He
paused.
SBesidss what3"
well q. might b : lady.
NYeah1" said Mark cynically.
sShe's . dancer in Z dive, isn't she {"
He wanted badly to hear Loring
deny his insinuation. but the Others
answer gave him no satisfaction.
II suppose that's true, and you
might add-Pearly Shene's dive. I.
don't know. never tried-for q
reason. In England one takes it for
granted that . girls . lady until
proved otherwise; here one takes
the opposite view, and it's practi-
eally . hundred per cent correct.
But cay! How about that drink I"
Mark acceded, and they entered
the ou-lamp illumination Of the
Divers Helmet. The carven smile
On the Chinese bartender's fat face
disappeared q the sight Of Loring.
"Quite al right, Hong. The
drinks On Mr.. Talbot"
Marx turned toward the bar.
but the unksmpt Loring indicated !
|table.
sIike gentlemsn!" he said. and q
trace Of bitterness edged his voice.
ANYWAY" be continued in . Der.
I4eetly audible tone, II like 70 sec
that tat swine Hong waiting on me,
| It's . small reeompense for the times
he's turned mo down Or kicked mo
cut
Marx looked at the eorpulent
Chinaman who was impassiyely
bearing their drinks on . tray.
sUnderstand English?" he muir
INJURED.
every word!" said Lorins. a
Hong deposited tho glasses and r.
tired 70 the bar.
j Ito b Continued)
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