Evening star., 1936-06-07
Mosoxine Section

but beneath these familiar labels swirl the
vague emotions without name One of them
possessed her now. 1t was vast and vague
like a far away billow, but abruptly its rumble
took on form, became resonant murmur in
her ear: Don't go. Never mind why. Nobody
can make you; just say you won't. Don't go!
Mother, I'm not going; that's all there
is to it i won't set foot on that ship"
For moment she believed she had said the
words aloud; then came cry - several cries
to hold the gangway. The next thing she
knew she was scrambling in the wake of her
mother and three perspiring stewards loaded
with their bags up an awninged incline al
ready askew. Emerging from it Mrs. Bullitt
faced about, instantly calm. to scan the
slowly receding wharf
Thank heaven we sent the trunks ahead.
Why, there's your Grandfather Bullitt! Wave
to him. kathie."
Kathleen leaned far across the rail- her
hands extended. Bully" she gulped over
sudden pain in her throat ''Oh, Bully!'
Neighbors glanced at her curiousy. then
down at the benign visage of Halford Dick
man Bullitt Some recognized him and mar
veled at his being so far from his counting
house. As for Kathleen, the stalwart frame
of her darling Bully stood alone In one hand
he held his hat and in the other an Intellectual
bunch of roses bought at some corner stand
for her. A humorous indulgent smile was on
his lips. Snow was in his hair, the sea in his
deep eyes. He was a figure of light as opposed
to shadow. Five minutes with him would have
cleaved through the darkness, opened the
path before her clear and wide. Oh, she had
been wrong to be late how wrong
Come along, kathie,'' said her mother
"He oughtn't to be standing there in the cold
and he won't 20 unless we do
The habit which people like Kathleen and
her mother have formed of spending the whole
of the first day at sea in bed arises neither
from snobbishness nor nal de DaeT, but from
the strain of New York at the height of the
social season. They Topped for day and
night to emerge fresh and sparkling and at
that point chaperonage ceased. Convention
demanded that Mrs. Bullitt be on board with
her daughter she was on board, and that was
all there was to it. Promptly they headed
in opposite directions. she for the lounge,
Kathleen for the promenade deck, where she
collided with Trent Kilgaen She looked
him up and down.
$50 it's you," she murmured.
Trent was half dozen years older than
Kathleen. Too much money had strangled
broader ambitions than polo or badminton
and left him with lackadaisical air. The
guiding principle of his life was never to
appear to hurry, yet always get there first
He raised an eyebrow which was mere detail
in dark and pleasing ensemble of features.
Il, myself, Kay, and no other. he drawled.
"Are we surprised"
Don't play dumb, said Kathleen. YOU'RE
why it had to be this boat or none. I'm
here because you're here. You're here be-
cause am, and mothers here under the er-
roneous impression something might happen
if she weren't" She considered his presence
thoughtfully. AS at the lurChing of the car,
hope again stirred within her; perhaps she
had been foreseeing nothing worse than Trent.
"Did yours come along too?"
mo One mother is supposed to satisfy
the proprieties for an entire shipload, let
alone us two. But there's one lucky thing
about the whole business" he continued,
turning to walk with her; II don't mind hear
ing you talk. The low vibrant chord you use
makes everything you say sound important"
That's it." said Kathleen, conscious of