The Waterbury Democrat., 1938-04-29
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noticed that the strangers pushed MT. Gregory in before them, un- tremendously.
 Dick shrugged. Looks as if he got himself into jam" he de- cided without much concern He'd better talk himself out of it quickly or he'll miss the boat"
 Then for the time being they forgot MT. Gregory, as they strug- gled up the gangplank with their clumsy assortment of Jamaican merchandise. It was not until they were at dinner that evening, two hours after they had left Kingston, that they thought of him again. Then it was to wonder why he was not at dinner.
 Isobel smiled mysteriously. Hes probably worn out from our day ashore" she said proudly. We had the most marvellous time! Just be- fore we came on board we stopped at the Myrtle Bank for cocktails, and someone suggested an Iron Heel to Hilary :"
 So it's Hilary, Joyce thought. I knew Isobel and he would be congenial.
 Of course he hadn't the slight est idea what it was 1sobel ran on, brightly. But he's such good sport! He had two of them I wonder what effect they're hay ing"
 She laughed in gay abandon ment.
 Something's wrong with me, Joyce told herself. If MT. Greg ory is a good sport, then l don't know my onions. I wonder if they were running him to hospital. The Iron Heels might have kicked back.
 Mrs. Porter shook her head re- provingly. T think it's very fool ish, 1sobel, to try these strange drinks
 She lacked her usual spirit this evening it was plain that she did not approve Isobels plan of bury ing her romance with Dick in quick new affair with MT. Greg ory. Or perhaps she was not ready to admit defeat. She turned to Dick now, and asked him with forced brightness: Did you have an enjoyable day, Richard?"
 "Perfectw he replied, and pro- ceeded to outline the highlights of the trip to Port Antonio.
 Isobels lip curled with a new show of disdain. We were going to Port Antonio she boasted, but everybody said there's noth- ing to see out there since the termites ate the Litcheld Hotel We went to the golf club-it'S very exclusive, you know - but Hilary had friends ." She smiled airily. He's such an unassuming person, don't you think? But he comes from splendid family. And he's been in the banking business for years knows every detail of it, inside and out ."
 At the moment Joyce felt a little sorry for her If she was talking this way to stir up some show of jealousy on Dicks part, her tactics were very crude and very obvious. Particularly since she had made no previous pretense of affection for Mir Gregory.
 "Dr. Gray seems to be late for dinner, too" she remarked, en- deavoring to change the conver- Sation.
 Perhaps he's out on deck look ing for the sunken city by moon- light Dick laughed. "The old sail ors might have seen the reflection of electric street lights through the water. You've heard the old legend, Mrs. Porter?"
 About the earthquake? Of course. It's no legend, however. The earthquake is an actual fact of history"
 NO. I think that might be city?" Joyce asked hopefully.
 Have you ever sen the sunken sailors myth. The wreckage is all there, however, and even now, occasionally, an old relic of the past is brought up by fishermen"
 "Rubbish!" Isobel contradicted rudely. These old West Indian fairy-tales make me sick. Sunken cities and voodoo worship and pi- rates gold it's ridiculous, all of it. Only ignorant people would give 1t second thought"
 Her mothers face became a little bitter. Then perhaps I'm an old ignoramus, Isobel. i've always been fascinated by the tradition of the islands"
 Presently the doctor joined them, apologizing for being so very late. Had to check up some details for - -----------~----'A----------------.