Page 6 Friday, January 16, 1942 SOUTHERN OREGON MINER DON’T LIT CONSTIPATION SLOW YOU UP INSTAI I WENT SIX THF. STORY SO FAR: Karen Water- son. convinced Sv her lawyer. John Colt, that she has a claim to the Island eiUte ot grandfather Garrett Waler «on. hat come Io Honolulu to attempt to gain control of the property. Then through a strange circumstance and tomewhai against her will the «nd» herself on the very- Island. Alakoa. with Richard Wayne or Tonga Dick, as he Is known. He la a member ot lhe Wavne family which has been In control of the Island since lhe disappearance of her grandfather. They have found that Dlck'a uncle, James Wayne, who haa been managing the property, is very sick. Dick tries to get Karen to work out a compromise settlement to her claims but she refuses, late during lhe night Lilua. a native house girl, comes to Dick's room and tells him she has strange foreboding ot evil. As they talk a rap is heard at the door. Now continue with lhe story. At the door when Dick opened it was the tiny figure of a kimonoed Japanese girl. Her hair, usually as neat as polished ebony, was down all about her face, and through it Charles Wong went straight to the desk . . . "Yes," Dick answered her eyes stared so widely that they showed the whites. the unspoken question. "Mister Dick—you come!” "Get the doctor on the phone; Honolulu seem a long-sought haven, "What is it? What is it now?” "I tap on Mister Wayne door—I get him up here at once. That is for her. "There's something I want to tell take Mister Wayne him milk. Mis­ necessary for the proper reports. When that's done, get my brothers you. Karen." ter Wayne, he not answer. in Honolulu on the wireless phone; She waited, relaxed and impas­ "Well, did you go in?” tell them what has happened; and sive except for that sense of strain "No, no, no!” that I will be in Honolulu tomorrow behind her pale composure. "Where is he? In his office?” "Yes—office. Plenty light but no night, regardless of whether they "I'm sorry I shanghaied you. I speak. Something moves in there— will be here by then or not. Then didn’t realize what I was letting you I hear something move! But nothing get me John Colt; I think you al­ in for." ready know where in Honolulu he in there will speak." "I’m not exactly used to being pushed about.” Karen said. Dick Wayne drew a deep breath, is.” "And—what shall I tell him?” and the air of the hall was so clam­ “After all," he reminded her. “I’ll talk to him myself.” my upon his lungs it was as if he "when you came aboard you be­ had breathed in the outer rain. lieved me to be deceived even as to The Holokai did not weigh her your name. And though your visit "All right” Once more he went striding hook until after dusk of the next to Alakoa was against your will, through the house, the broad old day; but as she beat her way slowly you yourself, and your friend. John floorboards speaking under his out through the reefs, half an hour Colt, were partly responsible. I tread, and the tabes of the Japanese after sunset. Dick Wayne was glad think.” that the day was over. girl pattering behind him. Karen was silent. Tonga Dick had respected and ad­ There was a line of light under the "But I'm not all sorry," Dick said. door of James Wayne’s office; but mired his uncle, had understood "In spite of everything. I know you as he reached for the latch the Jap­ what his uncle meant to Alakoa. Ev­ better now; and that has been worth anese girl flattened herself against erything productive that Alakoa pos­ while.” the wall, fearful lest she accidental­ sessed had existed first in this one "I shouldn't have tried to fool you ly see into the room, and Tonga man's mind. They had all depend­ about who I was,” Karen said. In Dick Wayne himself hesitated. He ed upon him and been guided by spite of her concealed nervous ten­ him; all of them except Dick him­ sion. she seemed very tired, so that knew what was within. James Wayne still sat in the chair self had been controlled by him. he could hardly hear her words. A careful conference had been "That was a very silly mistake." behind his vast desk, in the same place he had sat during so much of necessary with James Wayne's phy­ “There have been other mis­ twenty hard driving years. But now sician. Being already familiar with takes," Dick said. his head was forward upon the desk, the case, he had no trouble describ­ She met his eyes for a moment, and by the slack emptiness of his ing. in technical terms, the failure and he wondered if she was think­ uncle's hands Dick knew that this of James Wayne’s heart ing about a silent room, and a bro­ "Could this have been caused by ken lei. He wanted to tell her that was the end. All over the floor were scattered shock?” Dick demanded. ‘there was no reason for her to think "A shock.” Shimazu said with an about that; and that he believed in the ginger blossoms of a broken lei. When Dick Wayne had made cer­ oddly humorless locution, "would her completely. tain that his uncle was dead, he not have been necessary; but it Dick said morosely, "You and I picked up the scattered ginger blos­ would have helped." ought to be able to talk to each other Dick Wayne experienced no relief more easily than we do." soms, and, opening a casement, at this declaration. He was cer­ threw them out into the night. "Do we have to go into all that?” He went to the door. The Japa­ tain that Karen Waterson had been "We can work these things out,” nese girl looked smaller than ever, with James Wayne when he died, Dick Wayne said. "You and I are standing there with her back pressed and that she had sought to conceal the only ones who can.” tight against the koa-wood wall, as this. And he knew that almost any­ Karen Waterson stiffened and sat if trying to hide herself from things one else, knowing these facts, would back. “I can only say this—if there unseen. "Send the Missey here,” leap at once to a dark and savage are to be any negotiations at all. suspicion. He found, however, that they will have to be carried on with he said. for himself he did not need Dr. Shi- John Colt, not with me." "Missey Lilua?” mazu's report; he was already con­ "No, no! The haole Missey.” "If the case came to trial as it vinced, beyond any shadow ot pres­ "Yes. Mister Dick.” now stands.” Dick Wayne said. "I "As soon as you have sent the ent or future doubt, that Karen Wa­ have no doubt that you could win. haole Missey to me, bring me terson had not killed James Wayne. After that would follow appeal after Charles Wong.” When they had communicated with appeal, delay after delay; and even As Dick turned back into the room Dick's brothers and with John Colt, if you won in the end you’d be a he spotted one more of those in­ Tonga Dick Wayne threw the radio white-haired old lady before your escapable ginger flowers under the cut-off switch. victory ever paid out. The Waynes corner of the desk. He picked it What remained was a full day won't give in because they can't up and put it in his pocket. Then with Charles Wong, repeatedly in­ give in.” he went and stood at the window, terrupted by the visits of cane field "Neither,” said Karen, looking at looking out into blackness, unmind­ bosses, mill superintendents, cattle him directly, “do we intend to give ful of the cold spit of the rain. It foremen. It was turning dark be­ in.” seemed to him a long time before fore Dick and Karen Waterson at "What you mean is that John Colt Karen came. last drove steeply down the moun­ won’t give in.” “Is—is something wrong?” Her tain toward the anchorage of the "It’s the same thing.” words were faltering. "Has any­ Holokai. Dick Wayne looked at her queer- thing happened?” Later, after the Holokai had put ly. "Is it, Karen? Are you in love Dick Wayne stared, astonished. out from shore, Dick and Karen with Colt? Are you going to marry Deep in his pocket his fingers were found themselves sitting face to face him?” still rolling between them the petals across a completely set table under at that last ginger flower; but Kar­ the cabin's skylight. The main cab­ CHAPTER VII en’s eyes were uncommunicative in of the Holokai was trim and well and he saw that she did not so much lighted, but necessarily very small; Karen looked at him steadily a as glance at the floor to make sure here not even the hovering of the moment. that the flowers were gone. Sud­ Chinese mess boy could spare them "There isn’t any reason why I denly a terrible pity for this girl a sense of being shut in, very close should answer that,” she said at got the better ot him and he shut together. last “But I will. I have no inten­ his jaws. Karen's eyes rested unhappily tion ot marrying John Colt. What I "Dick,” Karen cried out, "what upon her plate. Her fork fiddled mean is that I believe I have a sound is it?" with broiled pakii, but she was un­ claim, and I am perfectly willing He was unable then, pitying her as able to eat. Her clear-cut poise bad that the court should decide it. If he did, to tell her that he knew she returned in the form of a reticent your uncle had lived—” already had the answer to that. withdrawal; but behind the thin shell She stopped, and a silence fell "James Wayne is dead,” he an­ of that poise Dick Wayne was able between them, so that they noticed swered. to perceive that the girl was nerv­ again the voice of the ship, and the “This—this is a terrible thing.” ously distraught. rush and slap of the sea. Later, "Perhaps not.” Tonga Dick Wayne ate, for no oth­ Tonga Dick began talking to her "What do you mean?” er reason than that he had not eaten again, trying to tel) her what his Dick's voice was hard and bitter. in more than eighteen hours, and uncle had been, as Dick saw him. "If you are going to take this island, waited for Karen to speak. Now, He was trying to make her see a perhaps it is better that you take it surely, he thought, she would have man who had lived not for personal from me and from my brothers— something to say about her presence conquest, but for a dream. He was not from the man who made it what at the death of James Wayne. trying to make her understand that it is.” Then presently he became aware, James Wayne had been a man who Karen Waterson stood staring at with a slow amazement, that Karen did not know how to use anything, him blankly. Until now it had was not going to speak. She must for himself, beyond the bare neces­ seemed to Dick Wayne that noth­ have known who had picked up the sities; one who took less from life ing he had ever said to her had broken ginger blossoms that would than the salary of Charles Wong reached her completely in its full have given her away. But did she? commanded. He showed her his meaning; but now he knew that he Dick suddenly recognized that Kar­ uncle breakfasting at 3:30 in the had hurt her as definitely as if he en perhaps did not know. morning, so that he could be at had struck her across the face. The He let his eyes rest with some de­ work by a quarter of four. He was silence that followed had a strange liberation upon her face, and saw trying to make her see twenty years hopeless quality about it, empty, that she was uncommonly pale; it of labor, in which James Wayne had yet singularly acute. Dick was glad gave her an exceptionally fragile given every hour of his time, every that Charles Wong now appeared, look. “It seems to me,” he began, resource of his mind, to making moving quickly into the room. “that you might tell me—” Alakoa what it had become. Charles Wong went straight to the He let the question he had begun She interrupted him, after a while. desk, but his eyes were questioning lose itself in the black race of the “Why do you tell me all this?” sea past the lee porthole. on Dick’s face. “I’m trying to make you see that “Yes," Dick answered the unspo­ “We’re making fast time,” he there is something there that cannot said. “We’ll be in Honolulu before be measured in dollars and cents; ken question. A wave of swift emotion crossed very long.” and that even though James Wayne the Chinese secretary’s face; he Karen murmured, "I’m glad.” A is dead, the fight for the things he raised one hand and his fingers ran little shiver ran across her shoul­ stood for will have to go on.” ders, so that her two words made through his heavy hair. 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