Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise. (Pocomoke City, Md.) 1921-1953, 1936-10-02

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and went in to Judith. She was sit
ting white and silent on the edge of
a bunk.
"Phil!" she said softly, half in
credulously.
Hawley took her in his arms. She
cried little and he held her close and
did not try to talk until she was quiet.
"It's all right, DEAR" he said at
hast. Everything is all right.
We're headed back to Colon and there
is nothing to worry about. It's been
hell, hasn't it? Have you been ter
ribly frightened?"
She did not answer at once. Then
she looked up at him and smiled.
Darling, suppose should say that
I wasn't frightened, that never
doubted for an instant that you would
save me-"
"That would sound very NICE" he
said, "but it wouldn't be true, would
it,"
She shook her head. "No." She
shuddered. 81 think I've died thous
and deaths tonight. Must we talk
about it?"
Hawley laughed. "And women are
supposed to be curious"
ooh, don't think Pm not! have
so many questions to ask / hardly
know where to begin"
"Let me ask one or two and then
I'll tell you all you want to know. How
do you happen to be in Panama ?"
"Why, I've told you Phil. I had
my living to make and I wanted to
make it on the stage. An agency in
New York offered me contract to
sing and dance at the Palais Royale
and I took it."
"And the fact that your father was
stationed in Panama had nothing to
90 with your taking the job?"
She looked at him quickly and her
face paled. "My father! Then-you
. know?"
"That you are Judith Whalen? Yes,
I've known it for-well, perhaps an
hour"
She said slowly, looking away from
him: ~ didn't want any one to know.
No one in Panama knows my right
name. I didn't wat to embarrass my
father-after-after he had"
VIRTUALLY disowned you?" Hawley
said quickly. "He didn't, Judith. He
didn't write that letter."
She caught hold Of the lapels Of his
coat with both hands; her dark eyes
were burning as she searched his.
Really, Phil?"
Oh, I've known all along! In my
heart I've known he wouldn't do a
thing like that. He might be angry
/ with me-but-" She paused and
dropped her hands. maybe you bet
ter tell me everything"
eyes," he said, and narrated all
that Nancy Calden had told him. She
heard his story through without a
word and when he finished she asked
slowly:
"And Nancy is here? Aboard this
boat?"
, eyes. She's with Bennington"
"Poor kid" she said softly.
! Hawley's heart warmed, for he
knew that she, like himself, bore Nam
cy Calden little bitterness. After a
while Judith said:
"Im sorry for your friend Ken
nedy."
Hawley thought about that for a
time. perhaps it was just as well.
His end was easy, much easier than
it would have been if he kept up the
pace he was going"
"But how did he find out who
was? 1 never knew him, never even
heard of him until you mentioned him
tonight. And how did he get my pic
ture?"
But those were questions that were
not answered until Hawley got back
TO the air station.
1t was nine o'clock when the Wan
derer rounded the breakwater and
stood in toward Pier 7. The black
crew was making the schooner fast to
the dock when Hawley heard muf-
fled shot in Bennington's stateroom.
He dashed and confronted Nancy CAL
den.
ooh, Phil" she cried. 81 don't
know where he got it. 1t must have
, been under the mattress"
Bennington lay in his bunk. A
, small hole in his right temple oozed
blood. His right hand, hanging down
to the floor, held an automatic. He