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PAGE SIX- MEDFORD MAIL TRIBUNE. MEDFORD. OREGON, TUESDAY, MARCH 31, 1942. Chapter 20 Ten Scene DANDY had told Melissa uiat the vu not to come Into the tamblinx rooms, and ihe had obeyed him implicitly. Then one night after (he had finished her second croup of number! and she and Randy were on deck, watch ing the riling moon, one of the men from the gambling room came with a tort of quiet haste to Randv and spoke out of the corner of hit mouth "Harper's tryln' to get tough boss. How about giving him the brush-off?" Melissa heard the man. whose name she knew onlv as At say. "Harper? I thought I told you to keep him oft the boat." laid Randy sternly. "We tried, boss, but tt was either let him on or throw him in the drink, and well, he's be haved up until now," answered Al grimly. Randy (aid. "Excuse me. Me Ussa." Melissa watched as Randy and Al went swiftly up the stairs to the gambling rooms; then, on a suddent impulse she did not stop to question or analyze, she 101 lowed them. She slipped through the door behind them and looked, wide eyed, at the big room that had once been the main passenger salon of the River Queen Defore she had become a show boat The room was furnished with old elegance of white-painted walls, dark red hangings, thick carpet on the floor. There were gambling devices of every kind: roulette tables, bird-cage, chemin-de-fer, ordinary card tables where intent groups sat with their atten tion warily on their cards: there was a dice table where a group of flushed, bright-eyed young people were, judging by their noise and laughter having a lot of fun. But the crowd was gathered about one of the roulette tables, where a flushed, swaying, thick set man in rumpled evening clothes was facing the croupier, one of the wise-eyed, old young men whom Melissa knew only as Spike. Before Spike there was a great heap of chips; before the other man there was a small pile of blue and white chips. "There's ten thousand bucks In that pile in front of the crou pier," a man close to Melissa said to his companion. "And Harper's dropped the whole amount in the last hour. He's a fool!" Everybody was tense, intent on the next spin of the wheel. His hands fumbling a little, Harper placed the last of his chips on two numbers, twenty and the red. The croupier, expressionless, patient, even a little bored, spun the wheel briskly. There was a breathless moment In which the rattle of the little white ball was the only sound, for lh. Ort,ntf.tr mi tk. Ait tnhl had drawn near. Melissa took her fascinating eyes for a moment from the clicking white ball and looked at Randy, who stood ust behind the croupier, his own eyes on the ball. The wheel slowed. The little ball rolled Indecisively, hanging for a moment above a number as though about to fall in the tiny pocket, then apparently changed its mind and whirled on. until it fell at last into a pocket that was black and marked sixteen. There was a little breath of sympathy, a sort of amused groaning from those gathered around the table. "The poor sap's been playing black and the sixteen all evening and the first time he plays an other number, that one comes up. Rotten luck, old man," said some one. Harper swung his heavy body about and glared at the man who had spoken. "Luck?" he snarled savagely, his face twisted into a concul sion of fury and despair. "What's luck got to do with it? The wheel's crooked the whole place is crooked. It's a clip-joint!" Money Back THERE was an Instant and rather deadly silence. The crowd looked swiftly at Randy and then as swiftly away. Randy's face was paper-white, and his jaw was set so sternly that a littie ridge of muscle leaped along it and was gone. He was suddenly a stranger to Melissa and a rather terrifying atranger someone she had never seen before. She saw his fists clenched, the sudden strain of his body, and knew that he ached to leap upon Harper and smash the words against his thick-lipped, loose-looking mouth. ' How much have you losi to night, Mr. Harper?" said Randy, and his voice was so quirt, so soft that there was an almost deadly menace about it. The crowd looked at him curi ously and drew back a little as he came toward Harper around the table. Harper, swaying, lean ing his thick-set body against the table to keep from collaps ing, snarled furiously. "A little over eleven thousand dollars as though you and your cutthroat didn't know it." Randy's jsw was like stone save for that tiny betraying ripple of muscle, and his nands were still clenched into hard, powerful- looking fists. But his voice was as quiet as ever as he said politely, "Spike, hand the er gentleman twelve thousand dollars and his hat and coat. And in future, olease see that Mr. Harper does not re turn to the River Queen. Is that quite clear, Mr. Harper?" Harper growled something and took the money that Spike, as counted out to him. He accepted the coat and hat that a white-clad negro waiter handed to him And he lurched through the doorway, as Melissa stepped quickly back ward to avoid him. It was then that Randy saw Me lissa, and a curious look came swiftly over his face. He said something in a sharp sside to Spike and made his way to her, a hand l-eneath her elbow steering her toward the doorway aa he said sternly, half under his breath. "Haven't I told vou not to come to the game rooms. Melissa? This is no place for you I won't have you hanging around here. "I followed you and Al. Cm sor ry if you're angry." said Melissa as he hurried her down the stairs to the deck, flooded now with soft, butter-yellow moonlight. "But Randy, why should vou give that man back his monev? After alL you won it honestly because the wheel isn't crooked. I know it isn't you wouldn't play that way" Randy looked down at her. startled, caught off-guard for a moment His face was touched now with a sudden tenderness, a warmth that made his voice soft as he said. "You really feel that I m honest. Melissa that the money was honestly won?" Of course. You re not a crook. Randy you just couldn't be. No body could make me believe that!" answered Melissa sturdily, and that the words came atraight from her heart her eyes that met his so straightly told him. Love at Midnight RANDY was still for a moment, almost rigid. And then he said huskily. "I think that's probably the nicest thing anybody ver said to me, Melissa and coming from you it's extra special. But I'm afraid you'd have a lot of trouble convincing some people that I ever had a decent impulse or an honest thought." "That's Li-cause they don't know vou as I do," said Melissa simply. Randy looked down at her, and the moonlight showed her his face, startled, deeply touched with wonder and with a look that made her heart suddenly stand on tip toe, breathless and waiting for what it knew was inevitable And then, just as he was about to say something, his handsome head Jerked erect and he turned to look out over the broad vellow river, the dark smudge far away that was the opposite shore almost lost tonight in the faint river mist. And then he looked at her, startled, disturbed and said im pulsively the things that were in his mind. "See here. Melissa vou mustn't go getting any crazy ideas about me, or about how you feel toward me. I'm well. I'm .10 fit companion for a voungstci like you "I'm not a baby." said Melissa swiftly, her voice shaking a little. "And I wish you d stop treating me like one. You vou needn't worry about my loving you. I do. of course, but it needn't trouble you. I won t be a nuisance. I promise" "Oh. darling don t! said Randy huskily, his voice rough with ten derness, his arms gathering her close, holding her tightly. "I've tried my darnedest not to love you. darling, because I knew from the first you weren t for me. I know I had no right to bring vou here this is no sort of place for a kid like you. I promised your grandmother I wouldn't let vou be hurt and I've tried like the dickens to keep that promise " Melissa s voice, warm, eager. breathless, cut across his speech. "Does that mean oh. Randy, does that mean you like me. tOOT "Like you?" Randy's voice scorned the word. "You precious little idiot! lve been two-thirds In love with you from the very first moment when vour flashlight picked me out of the stormy dark ness that night on the Point. And it's been growing and growing un til now well, now I'm just about stark, staring mad over vou and I don t know what the blazes I m going to do about it." Melissa s laugh was soft un utterably sweet. "Thai's easy enough. You Jus! marry me!" she nointed out bliss fully, and added hurriedly. "That is, if vou don't mind." He gave a little sound that was half a chuckle, half a groan as his arms tightened about her un til she could scarcelv breathe. "Mind?" he reptatrd helplessly. "Oh, my good Lord!" He kissed her then. And it was more wonderful than even her most secret dreams had made it Te bt cantlnacd Yankees in Ireland Gel Note From F. R. With the United State Army In Northern Ireland, March 31 W A message from President Roosevelt to every member of SHOP AT NIGHT H Barker's ere open until o'clock EVERY Bight Store for Men the Ulnted States army expedi tionary force arrived at head quarters today for distribution to the soldiers. "You will be supported by the whole force and power of this nation " said the president's message on White House sta tlonery. The victory vou win will be tne victory of all the people common to them all.' 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