The Waterbury Democrat., 1938-03-30
CHAPTER XIX

CHAPTER XIX
 Polly Chelsey, locked away in the dreary cabin of the smuggler's boat, was finding the choppy voyage al- most unbearable. She was frighten- ed and on the verge of being sea- sick. Moreover she was angry with fate for winning for her the unwel- come and dangerous attention of the Smuggler.
 It was bad enough for him to discover her youth. But for him to suspect her of being a French Rristocrat stealing home was worse. Polly, like everyone else, had heard those stories (unfortu- nately true) of "Bourbons" who had tried to slip back into France to recover money and jewels they had buried there before their es- cape. It was good sport for the rabble to catch these unfortunates in their rash and desperate efforts and seize the property themselves. This smuggler who was obviously of low French blood (miXed with evil Scotch) evidently thought he had caught just such bird in his cage. Bad luck indeed for Polly.
 To Nuisance, lying on her feet, she cried out impatiently: You're the cause of this, you horrid little beast! But for your barking I'd not have lost my wig!"
 The little dog looked so shamed and hurt at her sharp voice and accusing face that she broke into relenting laugh. Poor Nuisance! You're only an ignorant little dog. I mustn't blame you" Her fingers absently scratched his grateful head while her thoughts went winging after her heart.
 "Jery" she murmured. "Jerry Whitfield! We're both in such a plight! I doubt we'll live to meet" :"
 She was accustomed now to the relief and joy of knowing he had not deserted her, since all ecstacy has 8 way of becoming accepted happiness, no longer to be won dered at. Jerry loved her, she knew, but this was no longer enough. She wanted to be phySi- cally near him, touching him, feel ing his lips on hers, laughing and quarreling with him, planning for tomorrow. She wanted to eXperi- ence again the blessed protection of his big strong body at her side. In danger she had met him. Ill danger they had come together and discovered their love. How could she endure danger now without him?
 She arose and tugged frantically at the unyielding cabin door, then walked to 8 porthole that gave, quite high, onto portion of the deck. By climbing onto the snug gler's sea chest she was able to look out. Dawn was breaking, and she could see the sailors like gray ghosts on phantom ship.
 Then she was gripped in won- der so intense that 1t weakened her. She clutched at the frame of the porthole to keep from falling while her eyes stared and strained /, through the dawn
 Two men leaned against the l lugger's mast. One of them was short and slight and unknown. One of them was Jerry Whitfield.
 She called out to him, wildly, but her voice was lost in the rush of the wind and the slap of the canvas. Before she could form his name again he moved away, out of range of her vision. The slender man with him turned to- ward the porthole, stared for a moment and moved away after I Jerry. He had not heard her voice, 1 nor could he have seen anything at the dim porthole but woman's face framed in disheveled hair, yet Polly sensed in the very turn i of his wirey body that he was 1 momentarily surprised.
 They were gone now, as II they had never been, and Polly clung l there while the dawn lifted, will 1 ing Jerry to return, fearful that she was delirious and had dreamed this thing.
 Cabell Banks followed Jerry to leeward and they leaned against bulkhead while they smoked a pipe of tobacco. Jerry said, i've a feeling France is close. Just over there"
 Cabell nodded. "Well see land when the mist lifts" After a long silence he said, There's a woman on board this tub"
 Jerry turned quickly to look at him. How do you know?"
 Saw her thorugh a porthole. She's in the cabin, Seemed to be- long there. Cities woman, l presume"
 They smoked for few minutes and then Jerry said shortly: "Take me to where you saw her."
 The face was still framed there rather wildly, when they ap- preached. Banks heard Jerry say God in Heaven! It's Polly!" He saw the tense face at the cabin window turn into thing oi beauty and incredulous delight and he knew he was present at a sort of miracle the miracle ot restoration and answered prayer He walked 8 little apart and turned his back while he looked at the gray sea catching the rising sun. He felt happy for his friend and suddenly a little lonely ..
 Jerry was saying to Polly, "Let me inl" And Polly was answering T can't my darling, the doors locked. McGesn has the key"