The Key West citizen. [volume] (Key West, Fla.) 1879-current, 1941-02-15

glances of sympathy at Constance.
And Constance sat confused,
bewildered. She felt she had been
dropped from some cool mountain
peak into a valley of turmoil. Her
thoughts ran around chaotically.
Ten minutes ago she had been in
Pedro's arms, now she sat facing
John Raskthorne, who had ap-
peared out of thin air to ; inter-
pref to Pedro the wrong defini-
ton of her silence. tgge0nI 9s.
And Don's lofty assumption OF
ownership. Fifteen guests over
the week end; the cost. The Ca
brillo credit in Beachport was
high; Don could have what he
asked for. And once learning
that, he'd ask for everything he
wanted.
Why hadn't she foreseen this?
Why had she merely worried
over Johns loan. She looked at
him anxiously, quickly, and found
such an expression of tender con-
Germ in his gray eyes, that she
looked away.
That handsome, distinguished
looking man in gray Stacks and
darker coat was John Raskthorne,
the man who believed in her,
loved her, and she had doubted
him. She had even begrudged him
the kiss he'd taken not the
kiss but Pedro's having seen
the caress.
She must find time alone to sort
her thoughts, to regain her poise.
After all, the farmily's visit need
not. disrupt everything. It wouldn't
affect the dairy farm, she could
keep that separate from the
manor affairs. She must.
. Donna, having changed to april
cot velvet lounging pyjamas,
sauntered in and gave Don some
competition, and then Juliano,
who had been in and out dozen
times, approached in official dig
nifty.
Celebration
JUDGE FRANCK to see Sehori-
y ia Conchita Cabrillo," he an
nounced.
"Pll be-" Constance spoke to
Juliano's back. 1t appeared that
Juliano had his own ideas of
where the sefiorita was to talk to
the judge.
"I'm going to take that honey
back with me when l co." purred
Donna. Imagine the girls faces
when they hear 'Sefor-eeta-Don-
nita Cab-reelo.
$50 you've gone back to your
right name" muttered Constance.
who told you Donna means
Mrs."
wet blanket" spat Donna. II
suppose you'll want Don to be
called Donald nasty Scotch
name"
"The only thing Scotch about
our brother" countered Con-
stance, els his appetite for it."
And then she sighed. They were
quarreling again, She didn't have
time to say sorry, for Juliano was
approaching with Judge Franck.
Donna paid little attention to
the visitor in his rumpled sack
suit, very little attention until he
turned to Constance to tell her
the reason for his visit.
"Longshore Lumber is planning
a celebration at the opening of
their camp. Beachport has entered
into il with the enthusiasm they
usually show for fiesta of any
kind, and it remains for the Ca
brillos 10 give the affair the fin
ishing touch.
'They would like you, Miss
Cabrillo, to bring the first train
of logs from the camp, across Ell
Cabrillo, and into Beachport."
Bring a train of logs?"
asked Constance.
ooh, there would be an engineer
with you, but they'd like to have
you in costume, purportedly at
the throttle"
Somehow Donna covered the
distance beteen her chosen chair
and the Judge in one quick, f1ut-
tering movement. I'D love it,"
she cried. "And Judge, | have an
adorable costume, black lace over
scarlet. and an exquisite mantilla.
And could Don ride with mel"
Judge Franck looked beyond
Donna 10 Constance. The invi-
tation is to Miss Constance Ca
-brillo Will you come, Michael?"
o"Michael!" shouted Don, and
began to laugh, E@Boy. oh boy, is
that something's Little Mickey
Mahoney. And the lumber COM
pany wants a Cabrillo; you'd bet
ter let Sis do the honors."
Don, what are you saying?"
Everyone turned and the Judge
arose. Mrs. Cabrillo had quietly
entered, "What is the disturb
ANGER" she asked, after greeting
the judge and brushing the cheek
of Constance. lightly.
Explanations came from every
side. Judge Franck cleared his
throat. Mrs. Cabrillo. | think
you should be one TO make the
decision. Miss Constance has been
very loyal to our community, and
the LongShore Lumber Company
wants Cabrillo to officiate. They
want to restore, for an afternoon.
the early days"
Then Donna should be the
one" stated Mrs, Cabrillo. "Con-
stance is our little business wo-
man. but she is not a true Ca
brillo. ! mean, she doesn't re-
semhle the Cabrillcs any more
than do
Judge Franck sent Constance
one as,mished look. She knew be
had hoped to help her out Of the
dilemma. but having asked for
Mrs cabrlllo's decision. must
abide BY il.
John RaSkthorne, had some