The Key West citizen. [volume] (Key West, Fla.) 1879-current, 1940-09-03

shoulder. sang Cnloe In a love-
ly. husky voice that sent shivers
up and down my spine. Adam
stretched out, shaped the sand to
his body with little wriggle. and
put his head in my lap.
| fingered his hair had al
ways wanted to. II was soft. like
baby's, and his scalp was family
pink. like baby's. too. Except
for an inch-long scar on the
crown of his head A white line
which the ups.a n ding, close
cropped hair would normally
hide. ] wanted to ask him about
il, but his eyes. in the bright
moonlight, were closed: his face
was closed too - expressionless.
He might have been asleep. or
dead
Amt no chains can bind you
If you live. III find you -.
JEFF turned his back on the lit
tie chaplain, who had intruded on
his solitude. lay down on his side
and appeared to slumber. The
Withdrawal Of his moFose pres
ence was relief. He had been
looking from Sandra and Ivan to
Julia and Gerald, with what ap-
peared to be Unsurpassed fury
in his rather bleak eyes.
The song ended. Sandra and
Ivan clapped courteously.
Charming" said the chaplain
earnestly. "You must come out
for choir"
Gerald said More" simply.
like an enthralled child.
She sang Wagon Wheels"
Boots and Saddles" and, with a
hooking side glance at Jeff's i'm
passive back, "The Donkey Sere-
made" Gerald knew that one, and
came In at the right moment with
very fair imitation of a flute.
She ran through it once, said,
Take it." and fell silent. thrum-
ming lightly. while his clear
tenor voice scared sweetly into
the melody, the song borrowing
an odd enchantment from his
ScrupulouS shaping of each word.
'AIi-Mi-AIi'
THERE was a slight intermis-
l. sion. Sandra remarked def
antly that Ivan had nice bari
tone. a fact which Ivan disclained
with undue modeSty.
Don't you believe him." she
insisted warmly. He has even
SING IN fba rodia %
MOI" exclaimed Julia with just
too much incredulouS amazement
in her voice.
Ivan uttered a deprecatingI
laugh that began at his teeth. He
swelled his chest. cleared his
throat.
"Mi-mi-mi mi mi mi : mi mi
mi. arpeggioed Ivan. "Frightful-
ly rusty, don't you know. Mimi
Observation-Disclosures"
Theme song" murmured
Adam. slipping his drink. There
was devilish light in his eyes.
Descriptive. In a word. Me-"
Observation-Disclosures"
Ivan, have you tried out az
the Metropolitan yet?" Sandra
asked.
Afraid not. old dear. l know I
promised you but - well, you
the thittuh is my first love. Has
been since l came down from OK
ford"
"Oxford?" asked Gerald bright
ly. Il say. did you know old
BERTHE Wooster? But of course
you did. Everyone knows BERTHE"
"Quaite." said Ivan. Fright
fully decent old chap. What ever
became Of Bertie?"
British Museum" said Gerald
promptly. Copyrights. Molder-
ing away among the volumes.
Frightful bookworm. BERTHE"
Adam choked violently and
had to pound him on the back.
He and Gerald regarded one an
other with complete. deviliSh I'M
Outstanding. Sandra. with a suS-
piciouS look at them. called loud
ly for a song.
Mandelay," she suggested
brightly. Ivan sings that awfully
well"
"She thinks I'm a one man
band" said Julia dryly. and
struck a few experimental chords.
1t did sound decidedly odd
without its traditional booming
accompaniment. with Ivan sing
ing .guStily in his surprisingly
clear but desperately unframed
baritone. His Cockney alone was
remarkable. II belonged on the
Orpheum circuit.
Adams coughs became giggleS.
He leaned his back against mine,
facing deliberately away from the
group. and l could feel the little
paroxysmS that shook him. Pres
emily | caught the contagion and
we rocked together. Only Ivan
could have missed the 1ysteria in
our applause.
Adam got up and pulled me to
my feet.
Walk" he said darkly. Give
me your arm I'm weak from
laughing; maybe We can prop
each other up"
The song pursued US down the
beach, a duet between Julia mad
Gerald. with an occasional cres-
cendo phrase W Ivan.
We reached our log and re-
fused TO 60 on.
Now. Just what is the Joke?
Aside from Ivan"
Aside from Ivan there is no
Joke"
4 mean about the British Mu-
scum"
And / thought liked you" he
said reproaehfully. It's ali of
between US If you don't read P. C.
WodehouSe.
"Oh- Oh! That BERTHE. Jeeves'
BERTHE"