The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1938-04-07


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CAST OF CHARACTERS
JOYCE MINER, heroine; she
took an Easter Cruise.
DICK HAMILTON, hero; he
bumped into the heroine.
ISOBEL PORTER, traveller; she
sought a mate.
Yesterday: Bound on her first
Easter Cruise, Joyce Miner loses
her pocketbook overheard. Angry,
she tells the young man who was
the cause of her accident that
bills don't grow on trees
CHAPTER Ii
The Empress pIowcd her path
through the midnight waters. her
decks cleared. the lights in her
deserted public rooms turned low,
hcr corridors quiet. Few OF hcr
passengers were still awake.
I'm Suite ALL, reserved for L
Mr.. and Mrs. Timothy OHara, a
pudgy. red-noSed man lay on ms
dc luxe bed and snored in color
full, obliviouS abandon. Prom
across the room 4 stern, sour
viSaycd woman surveyed him with
contempt and foreboding rs she
slowly removed her diamonds and
placed them in the alligator bag,
Mr.. O'Haru whiStlcd and snort
ed, and the ghoSt of smile play
cd about mis- lips.
drunken toolr his wife hiss
cd. Caring at the ridiculous pic
turc he made. You'll be- sorry
before this "trip Is over
And strangely. she thought Of
the attractive girl in the black
CuSSack hat whom her husband
had greeted SO flatteriugly the
moment hc set his unsteady feet
on board.
One deck below, in rOom-and-
Bath B-ll4 recently assigned by
the yurScr 20 Mrs. Gladys Porter,
cruiSehuSteSS, and daughter-a
tall, shrewd-looking woman, with
carefully coiffed and hennaed
han, strobe up and down mpa-
tiently. She held Il passenger list
in her hand, and from time to
time she adjusted q dainty Tor
gnette TO peer at it more closely
Only one name, however. seemed
to interest her, and she repeated
it frequently, under her breath
Richard Hamilton. Richard Ham
iltou ILL.,"
Quickly, then, she would glance
back at the list, as If to assure
herself that the name was Still
there: perhaps to make doublS
sure that there was no Mrs
Richard Hamilton" listed beneath
it,
Richard Hamilton Ill. Oh
where is ISobel? Where is She?'
Presently lSobei appeared. anc
her mother pulled quickly into
their StaterOom, shut the door
tightly after her.
"lSObcl" she demanded, "wherc
have you been until this hour"
lSObel, delicate, pale blond, and
sophisticated, Stifled yawn. "Oh
| met Il man and we, sat talking
in the lounge until the steward
put out the lights"
A CLEAN of hope frightened
Mrs. Porter'S eyes. Who was
this man."
Isobel shrugged. IL don't know
His name was Gregory. He wasn't
bad. | asked him to sit at the doc
tors table with us.
Why did you do that"
well, it's always handy Il
have an escort on tap from the be
ginning
Mrs. Porter wrung her hand.
in evaporation. "IsobelI How
many times muSt I tell you not tC
pick up with the inst man yol
meet on cruise. Do you know
who's aboard this time?"
who"
Richard Hamilton Ill. The sol
of the president Of National Rub
Der.
As'SD'A oNSss1Ai LSlhtil& OH ne
shoes, unimpreSSed. There art
lots of people named Hamilton.
she pointed out:
Don't you suppose I mad,
sure?" her mother demanded of
ficiently. IL checked very care
fully with the purSer. Here he is
the wealthieSt young man you've
ever had an opportunity to meet
and you must pick up Il nobody
named Gregory"
lie bought me champagne.
That. To lSobel's mind, lifted Mr.
Gregory definitely out of the
ranks of nobOdies.
Any fool can buy champagne.
Mrs. Porter snapped. Il don't Sc,
why you can't cooperate will
me, lsobel Heaven knows I'm do
ing all this for you. Smiling unit
my face aches to entertain stupir
tourists, teaching them BRIDGE
dancing until l coaid scream witt