The Key West citizen. [volume] (Key West, Fla.) 1879-current, 1939-02-27
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-bY GRACE ELLIoTT TAYLOR :

she arrives back safely. Goodby,"
he said.
"And who the devil are your"
Petronella hear her father shout,
furiously.
Smiling, Tony Lance hung up
on him. He took her by the arm,
Hell think differently about It
tomorrow. But feel he is right. It
is time you. got some rest. Don't
you ,agree?"" he asked the men,
Who realizing the trouble, had
crowded TO the doorway. They as
But Petronella was angry. She
felt disappointed and frustrated.
What right had father to order
her home; like that? Or Tony
Lance to take her? She stiffened.
I'm staying" But his hand was
firm on her arm. He smiled, and it
was. as if he had paid her COM
pliment.
mo, you're coming home, Pet
rel" He gave her the reason in his
persuasive deep voice.
1T is half-past four. They can
carry on here perfectly easily
without you. There are enough
sandwiches to feed the whole
force, and plenty of cold drinks.
If you get knocked out, you put
your irate parent in the right.
Whereas, when he hears the other
side of this business, and sees the
headline I'm going to get for you
IN the Rdngoon NetDS, I think he'll
change his mind, and nearly burst
with, pride. Tomorrow, you'll be
running a really well-organized
show, with other women, and SER
spaats, to help you. Are you
ready?"
= yes" gulped Petrol. "Good
night, everybody"
They were lent a police car.
Petronella sat in the back, be-
tween Tony Lance and an Anglo
Indian policeman. A third guard
sat alongside the driver, his SER
vice revolver ready, in case Of
emergency.
"A Brave Girl
TONY looked down at her face
L close to his shoulder. "How
old are you?"
Seventeen"
what made you do that?" She
described the scene at the Pwe.
Peter went back" she finished.
"You ran a canteen so that he
should have a cup of coffee! It's
wonderful thing, family affec-
toni"
She laughed with him. But she
explained. "a girl feels she has a
great many brothers in Rangoon."
He looked at her, curiously.
That's your version of the re.
lationship." -.
mo, they really are friends. You
don't fall in love round every cor
ner, as the older people here seem
to think, when they pair us off,"
imagine themselves in love with
you" !,
"Any girl gets spoilt in Ran.
goon."
Ahead of them a vo1ley of firing
made her jump and cling instinc-
lively 70 his arm. He leaned for
ward. Turn right, driver! We
must avoid the fireworks" he
joked. But Petronella was shud-
dering. However hard she tried to
prevent it. her teeth chartered to-
getner. He heard them.
II can't S-Stop Them" she apollo.
gized, ashamed. He was so casual.
There was no danger. It was terri
BILE to be so uncontrolled. If she
were really to let 60, she would
cast her head forward, and sob
and sob. She could just manage to
spare him that. But she kept think
ing of those horrible dahs. stained
with blood, lying on the floor of
the police station, of the incidents
the patrols had described to one
another, when they forgot her. or
thought she was not listening, Of
the terrified women, and little
brown children, who were even at
this m ment dying Of cash
wounds, or covering, waiting for
death, in their fraflly shattered
houses. - 4, SIS 1
you'll think Tn a coward. I'D
Natural physical revulsion!
YOU'RE one of the bravest girls !
I've ever met" he told her gently.
ooh no, I'm not" she denied Il.
Nevertheless, If ! had the write
up efIthis show to do, that is what
I'd probably say in headlines, for
the British breakfast table. They'd
like it. That kind of stuff goes over.
Probably the fellow who is cover
ing this for my paper will agree
with me, and do the same"
u hope not" Petronella was
sure Peter would do nothing Of the
kind.
ANY idea who he is? They gave
some young fellow the opening.
He was coming out on an ordinary
job. The news gets cabled from
Calcutta. But it isn't the same as a
first-hand story. might give him
the dope about you, tonight. They
seemed to think he might make q
mess Of things"
mo, you mustn't Anyway, how
should I know who he is?" Petron-
ella denied, deity. Doubt, as well
as modeSty, checked her confess
ing the truth p erh ps Peter
tpould make mess OF it. Perhaps
his articles would be refused. II he
failed, the fewer people who knew
about il, the better. She changed
the subject hastily.
i siitiXou're going to China! What Is
~
nGHe igrinhed.i "a good deal" i
II met a very nice woman, called
Miss Horton, Clare Horton, who
was going out to help refugees"
I know her: She's very fine