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THE NEWS AND THE HERALD, KLAMATH FALLS, OREGON
OUT OUR WAY
BY J. R. WILLIAMS OUR BOARDING HOUSE
With MAJOR HOOPLE
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BY MARION WHITE
(, OA IT or CIIARACTKRa
JOYIH MII.NKR. aaralaai aaa
took aa Kantrr Crnlifc
DICK HAMILTON. kV aa
kamprd tato the heroine.
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aoaa-kt a aiate.
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Yrafrrdari A law, Jorra lirara
Dick return fa taa tain, alaa-ln
af laobcl. flka waala aarar far
Bel tkla alaatl
CHAPTER XII
JOYCE dressed with special car
for breakfast At first she was
tempted to take It In her room,
and luncheon and dinner as well,
for that matter. But she thought
better of it. She would go down
to her meals as usual; she would
enjoy every minute. Dick Hamil
ton would never know that it was
within his power to hurt her!
She found Mr. Gregory alone at
the table, Intent upon his bacon
and eggs.
"You're up early," he remarked
soberly. "Have a pleasant even
ing?" "Splendid!" she lied enthusias
tically. "And you?"
"X didn't go ashore. I've been
to Havana before, and there
seemed only the usual things to
do. Some of the officers invited
me to join a poker game."
"I hope you won. Otherwise
you might have done better at the
Casino."
"Did you find It successful?" .
"Remarkably. But I was just a
stooge, playing with someone
else's chips. Perhaps If It had
been my own money, I wouldn't
have been so lucky."
Just as they were finishing their
coffee, Dick appeared. And hang
ing to his arm, looking like a
blue-eyed cherub who had never
been out after nine o'clock, was
Isobel
"Good morning, everybody!" she
greeted cheerfully.
"Good morning!" Joyce matched
her smile.
She felt Dick's eyes upon her,
earchlngly. Her throat was tight
and dry.
"Have a good time last night?"
ve asked her deliberately.
Her eyes darkened with sudden
indignation as she looked up at
him. The arrogance of him to
dare ask her that, after what he'd
donel
"A surprisingly good time!" she
retorted defiantly.
. Isobel giggled. "Not half aa
good as we did, I'll bet!" ;
Mr. Gregory was holding her
coat, and as she slipped into It,
Joyce commandeered her most
gracious smile to thank him.
Dick's eyes still studied her,
curiously. She tried to pass some
light remark, to prove her non
chalance, but no words came to
her lips. Her heart was beating
in wild confusion, and ahe could,
feel the hot blood tinging her
cheeks. All she wanted was to
escape from the dining room be
fore everybody saw through her
discomfort.
"Care to come ashore with me?"
Mr. Gregory suggested as they
emerged on deck. "You could help
me shop for perfumes."
--mai wouia De xoveiyr &ne
forced an enthusiasm she did not '
feel into her voice.
The presumptuous conceit of
him! Walking out on her, in a
foreign gambling den, then ask
ing her how she liked it! Laugh
ing f t her! .
a a a
pHROUGHOUT the day she did
her best to be nice to Mr.
Gregory. But it was an effort De
spite the man's courtesy and gen
erosity, there was something
vaguely repulsive about him. She
could not explain it not even to
herself. They lunched on the
Plaza roof, and seated across the
table from him, she decided sud
denly why she could not like him.
It was his eyes. Behind the thick
glasses, there was something fur
tive In their pale depths, some
thing a little cruel. One looked
at Mr. Gregory and felt peculiarly
uneasy, and thought against one's
will, this man is treacherous.
But Joyce put the thought aside
quickly. She had no cause to feel
that way. It was ridiculous to
analyze a person so critically.
"How about driving out to tha
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bench at La Playa?" he suggested.
"That would be fine. It's so
sticky and hot in the city!" She
forgot his eyes.
She was glad when the time
came to return to the ship. Mr.
Gregory had been charming, but
his company was strangely de
pressing. He would never become
the same happy companion that
Dick had proved himself.
In the instant she checked the
comparison. That was over now.
All over.
It was 5:30 when they returned.
The Empress was already steam
ing up, preparing for her six
o'clock sailing. Joyce went below
to tidy the damage the after
noon's swim had wrought to her
hair.
"It's been a pleasant day," she
remarked to her reflection in the
mirror. But she saw the He In her
own eyes, and turned aside, her
heart heavy with a dull depres
ion.
She unlocked her suit-case and
took out the handful of bills she
had won at the roulette table,
This was Dick's money, by every
right If she returned it to him,
she might as well do it with
good grace. It would be just as
easy to hand it over with some
tort of laugh over their good luck
as it would be to stick out her
chin with a pained expression of
How-dare-you-sir-get- drunk - in.'
my-presence.
a a a
CHE tucked the huge wad of bills
into her pocketbook and went
up on deck, her heart lighter now
with a sweet forgiveness.
Dr. Gray, standing alone at the
rail, waved a cheerful hand.
"So you're all back and i
counted for," he observed.
"Yes. Why?"
"Two passengers still A.W.O.
L. on the roll-call. And since one
is our young friend Hamilton, I
thought you might have been the
cause of it"
"No'. Not me." Her voice fell
little flat
"Seems as if we can never get
tne whole family together at sail
ing time," he complained. "This
cruise business is a great deal like
running a kindergarten."
"Here they come now!" Joyce
exclaimed, looking toward the
shore.
She saw them clearly, Dick and
Isobel, running down the long
dock. Occasionally Isobel would
stumble, and Dick would stop to
grab her hand and hurry her for
ward. Captain Boyer must have
seen them too, for now there was
a short imperative blast from the
ship's whistle. The tender waited
for them, and as soon as they
stepped aboard, its motor was ac
celerated, and it started out to
ward the Empress.
Joyce and Dr. Gray watched It
draw up alongside. Isobel was
laughing and dancing about In
gay ecstasy, and Joyce wondered
grimly how many Planters'
Punches she had consumed that
afternoon.
Then suddenly, as Isobel turned
and saw the passengers lined up
at the ship's rail, she waved up in
gallant salute. At the same time
she reached out and took Dick's
hand in hers.
"Hello, everybody!" she called,
waving their hands together.
"Were engaged!"
Somewhere on the ship a voice
called: "Good for you!" Instantly
other voices joined in gay con
gratulations, and excited matrons
gasped in eager appreciation of
this romance culminated under
their noses.
Joyce stood there, stunned by
the announcement and stared va
cantly down at the muddy water.
(To Be Continued)
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