Evening star., 1939-02-26

1.-THE sailboat came clipping across the
diamond and blue of Riddells Bay.
u heeled over once in the stiff wind that
whipped off Perot's Island, then headed
straight for Rainbow Lodge.
Lynn Devons, summing on the dock in
Tahitian print halter and shorts. watched the
young man bring the boat in. For moment
it seemed that the onrushing bow would split
against the concrete wharf. But suddenly he
did something tricky with the tiller. The stern
swung around. eased in gently.
The young man grinned. This Rainbow
LODGE"
That she be, stranger" Lynn said.
You couldn't be Lynn Devons, could you?"
why couldn't T."
He grinned again. "Okay This is journeys
end. I'm one of those nuisances the friend of
mutual friend. Blame Leila Barker for me.
Charlie Averill's the name. Chuck. to YOU"
WELL" said Lynn. ANY friend of Leilas.
Tie Silver to that ring in the dock. Chuck.
You're in time to swim with me, if you've
got bathing suit.
Il have" Mr. Averill clambered out of the
boat. He was six feet tall, slim-waisted and
rangy Sorrel hair crisped back from his
temples. Gray eyes.
Staying down long," Lynn asked.
Two weeks" He made his boat fast
That all the august broker work for allows
the hired help. How about you?"
Lynn indicated Rainbow Lodge mothers
taken this place till September.
Chuck gave Rainbow Lodge the once over.
He saw pink limestone tuckaway in back
ground of oleanders. A lawn sloped to the
dock. There was garden umbrella and blue
wooden chairs with comfortable arms
Gee" he said. this is travel folder stuff. ;"
Lynn said: Like drink before we SWIM"
The rum Collnses were tall, pale amber
and tinkly with ice. Sunk in one of the chairs.
Chuck Averill found leisure to perceive that
Lynn had hair by Autumn and blue eyes.
Her shoulders were wide; her legs slim and
brown. Very suddenly Mr. Averill began to
appreciate Bermuda.
Know many people here?" he asked.
Lynn shook her head. We've only been
down week But it hasn't been bad and -
we'll, my sister comes on next Mondays boat"
She said it almost disappointedly. For the
first time in her life Lynn Devons was glad
that her sister was not with her: wishing,
even, that Kit, who was kind of golden
menace, wasn't bringing her bright hair and
wilowy figure to Bermuda She lit a cigarette
hastily. refusing the challenge Of self analysis.
Not in a million years would Lynn have
admitted that these unworthy reflections had
begun to take shape in her brain less than
half an hour ago, since Chuck Averil had
come sailing into her life.
Chuck stretched long legs well, Mondays
week away and this island may need a bit of
painting before then"
A week? Good Heavens. the world was
made in a week. If she couldn't -.
Reds my favorite color she said.
I've start tonight" Chuck said authorita-
lively I'm stopping at the Belmont and
there's dancing on the terrace
Its date" she said.
The road was twisty white ribbon under
a sickle moon Chuck had called for Lynn in
a carriage and now they were clip-Clopping
down the Middle Road toward the Belmont
Manor Wild jasmine, honeysuckle and hibis-
Gus poured their fragrance on the drifty air.
There was faint golden tinkle of bicycle
bells Figures of Negroes, dark wraiths,
shuffled at the roadside. Once in while
snatch of song once in a while the deep