The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1939-07-25
CAST OF CHARACTERS


just = guy with car who met
BARBARA GAHNfNG-just a sirl
besieged by a couple OF golfers.
RONALD AND wILFRTD-the golf
ers besieging Barbara.
Yesterday. Royaiton learns the
girls name is Barbara Canning. He
decided to stay, posing as the ehauf-
feur's cousin. The ehauffeurs name
is Baskerville. Royalton helps Bar
bara over the wall, is TO meet her
at 5 p. m.
CHAPTER III
Inssmuch as the hedge that sur
rounded the swimming pool was
fairly high, Roy did not perceive
an elderly gentleman who sat in
the shelter of il on the side furthest
from the garage. Looking from
his window on the first morning
after his installation as a relative
of Baskerville he saw only tiled
tank full of limpid green water. He
hesitated. He did not know whether
1t was permissible for a cousin of
the Gannings' chauffeur to disport
himself in these waters. On the
other hand. the probabilities were
that no one would know about it.
The hour was early and the pool a
considerable distance from the
house. Royalton Augustus decided
~ taEa a rhonao
While donning bathing suit he
reviewed events. True to her
word, Miss Babs Canning had APP
peared at five o'clock the previous
afternoon bringing the intelligence
that one Baskerville would be de-
lighted to receive an impromptu
relative. Mr.. Baskerville, 1t APP
peared, knew which side of his
bread carried the butter. Mr..
Baskerville would keep his mouth
shut save when acknowledging,
if pressed, that Mr.. Roy Herring
was a son of his mothers sister,
now deceased.
After this, things had slowed
down. Miss Babs Canning, with
the twins, Ronald and Wilfrid, had
gone to dance in the evening
Mr.. Roy Herring had therefore
been at loose end. Mr.. Basker-
vile, however, a saturine individual
addicted to cards, had suggested
small game of two-handed
poker. And, in the privacy of the
garage, Mr.. Herring had taken
Mr.. Baskerville to the tune of "a
cents. All was proceeding smooth
ly save that Roy, denied a sight of
his iris-eyed divinity since the pre-
vious afternoon, was beginning to
crave one intensely. Wherefore he
donned swimming suit with alac-
rity, spurred on by the hope that
Babs Canning might be an early
morning bather.
Meanwhile, J. Pemberton Can
ming sat in the shadow of the
hedge that enclosed the swimming
pool. He was not in one of his
lighter humors and his scanned
face, bent over a book, wore ar
annoyed frown. An indifferent
sleeper, J. Pemberton could re.
member no night when he had been
deeper in the black books of Nor
pheus than the one just passed
And the worst of it was that hi
had gone to sleep upon hitting the
pillow, delightful and rare phe'
nomenon. For perhaps an houi
he had lain wrapped in slumber
Then, things had happened.
A sort of twanging, tweakinf
noise had crept under the curtain
of sleep. Relentlessly it hac
caused his eyes to open, his ears Il
CULVER and his body to assume &
sitting position. Then he had lis
tened. The sound had been on,
that J. Pemberton, connoisseur Of
night noises though he was, hac
difficulty in placing. But, aftel
some minutes, he had made &
diagnosis. 1t derived its origin, II
his opinion, from a banjo played
with jerky tunelessness beneath his
window.
With this banjo, J. Pembertor
Canning had dealt summaril. y