The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1938-04-18
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lust in time to see Dick and his
charge, assisted by one or the
walters, disappear through the
exit. Immediately she sent an
other boy with her message for
Joyce. She woredd it truthfully,
hut she hoped it would be ms
understood. And when the boy
| looked after Mr.. O'Hara I'd
! grinncd Understandings, she
knew that he would muddle the
story exactly as she wanted him
| to. There was no doubt in her
mind as To how Joyce would re-
act.
She followed the three men
through the side door, looking to
See if the car had come around.
II would take the chauffeur sew
eral minutes, she realized; the
parking place was crowded to-
night.
For a moment it seemed as if
the cool air might revive Mr..
O'Hara; he Strengthened suddenly
and made Il sturdy attempt to
stand on his own two feet.
"Whassa NATTER" he demand
ed. "WhaSsa NATTER"
Mrs. Porter explained prompt
". Your vile is very angry,
Mr.. O'Hara. She has gone on
ahead"
He blinked. My wife'sh gone?
Oniglwd. =" He started down
the steps, ahead of his supporters.
Gotta hurry" he told them
thickly. "She'Sh gone alone.
Taxi! TakShi-i"
After they had piled him into
the car, Mrs. Porter hesitated. 81
think I'd better go along with
him"
Nonsense Dick retOrted has
tily. "fOu can't go with him in
that condition"
"I'll be all right" she assured
him. "Pll sit in front with Adolph.
He's my regular driver - aren't
you, AdOlph? Every time | come
To Havana.
The bright eyed chauffeur
smiled with pride and response
bility. IN take the sonora back
to the ship" ne promised.
Wait here just another mo-
ment, will you, Richard? I'll get
nv wrap" She did not wait for
his reply; she'd done her part and
now She was through. She
couldn't stay around and bungle
explanations. 1t was up to lsobel
now. BY tomorrow they would be
able to arrange Il proper story.
At the side entrance, Dick
waited on the steps, still unde-
cided. II wasn't right to let the
woman 90 off alone like this with
u drunk. But neither was it right
to leave Joyce alone among for I.
eignerS. -.
In the end, he placed his faith
in Adolph and saw Mrs. Porter
and her charge off in good rid
dance. Then he went back to the
roulette table.
Joyce was not there. He walked
all around, looking over shout
ders through the crowd. hSe was
nowhere in sight. He glanced at
his watch. Good Lord, almost
three o'clock! He'd been gone
more than half an hour. But Mrs. :
Porter had explained.
Hello, Tall, Dark and Frown-
ing! What's wrOng?"
Isobel slipped her arm through
his and smiled up at him. Her
eyes were unusually bright.
IL don't know what's become of
Joyce" he said uneasily. 81 left
her here few minutes ago."
lsobel pretended a vague as
constituent. But she left. Didn't
you know"
"Of course ! didn't. | was out
side with your mother, trying to
sober up that fool of an O'Hara.
You say she Left"
IL saw her go" !
But she wouldn't have gone
back alone"
Her eyes were two round sau-
GERS. "She wasn't alone"
Whom would she have gone
with"
with Mr.. Gregory She spoke
as innocently as a child. 81 just
looked up from the table, and
there they were, going out to-
gether."
$50 that's it," His voice was
flat.
There was something strangely
unpredirtive about Joyce, he re-
minded himself. That first day in
Bermuda. for example, when she
refused to go ashore with him,
and then spent the whole day
with young Roberts.
1--WE been deserted too" ISobel
said presently, with a pretty pout.
"You have?" He turned his at
tentiOn to her. She was sweet
looking kid. and so childishly pa
thetic at the moment. He smiled.
"WhO could desert such q pretty
girl?"
VINO COulu ucStTl Sucn Il nanu-
some young man.
They laughed. well. there's
nothing We can do about it, is
there" he asked lightly. After
all. if Joyce had deliberately
gone off with Gregory.
ayes. there is" she corrected
gaily. I'VE can go right into the
bar and drown our sorrows in an
other Planters Punch"
Smart girl! That's precisely
, what we viii do"
Many hours later, when the sun
was beginning to rise over Ha-
wanna harbor, Joyce still lay
awake in her berth, staring at the