Evening star., 1939-02-26

who stood gravely beside her. Kit flung her
arms wide, keeping back the collegians.
Let me haul off and look at this guy" she
said. Him. The rangy type with cool gray
eyes Looks like halfback gone dignihed.
Good hunting down here, it SEEMS
"Oh, come on" Lynn said self-consciously
Get yourself through customs before the
mob
Miss Christine Devons had way with Gus
toms inspectors. In an incredibly short time
she and her acquired troop stood in Front
Street. clear of officialdom.
They tell this little country gal that it's
a penal offense in Bermuda not to have a
drink at the Twenty One Club upon landing"
she said to Lynn and Chuck. "You old in
habitants lead the way
She was like quick bright whip. Crossing
the street she nudged Lynn and firted her
head to indicate Chuck
do they throw in Greek gods when you
rent house around here?" she whispered
Don't be dumb, Chuck isn't staying at the
house." But as Lynn said it she felt, un-
accountably old and stodgy
The mad whirl started from that point.
Once again Lynn and Chuck did Bermuda.
Now however. there was nothing intimate
about it. Kit and her gang, shouting and wise
cracking, were always under foot. But it was
Lynn Lynn never still, never silent, who
shared leadership equally with Kit She had
made her plan and was sticking to it. What
wit and allure she had were concentrated
fercely to fight Kit flair.
1t was working, too II Kit had made any
impression on Chuck. it wasn't apparent so
far And Kit seemed to lump Chuck in with
her college boys and treat them all the same.
But once or twice Lynn had seen her sparkly
eyes resting meditatively upon him. And .
she had been frightened. If Kit made up her
mind, there wouldn't be anything to it,
Then. one evening. Lynn remembered sud-
denly that it was Thursday. Chuck was to
sail on Saturdays boat All this week she had
hardly been alone with him for five minutes.
Another fact also struck her with stunning
force For the last few days Chuck had not
made the slightest attempt to be alone with her.
The thought threw her into panic. Only
one more day and one more night before he'd
60 sailing out of her life as abruptly as he'd
sailed into it. Lynn put hand to her cheek
and her fingers felt cold. Surely, surely. it
wouldn't end like this Surely, in the next few
hours. they'd live again some fragment of the
last golden week. Perhaps. even, they d recap
ture certain enchanted moment that had
occurred at dusk on road in Somerset, a
thousand years ago.
Friday passed Friday night they danced
on the terrace OF the Inverurie, under a
black-velvet sky powdered with stardust. And
Lynn. her heart in her throat. gave him an
opening Coming to see me when | get
home?" She made it sound casual
We'll. naturally Why wouldn't H."
Only that. The next time the music started.
he danced with Kit Lynn saw smile crinkling
his face and his lips were whispering close to
Kits ear Something like a sharp icicle
stabbed through her So it had happened? He
was aware of Kit at last. on the eve of his
departure Well, that was that. She'd been
fool to try to compete with Kit. But -. Her
nails cut hard into her palms and the rest of
the night passed in kind of colorful agony.
Chuck s boat sailed at three the next after
noon. On the pier. surrounded by Lynn, Kit
and the collegians, he sprang surprise.
Listen he said. There's motorboat
waiting down at the ferry house. The drivers
been paid to follow the big boat to Two-Rock
Passage You're going with him and wave