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Secqnd Instl&lmept - ftfully,?g've. neifeg? anything. Tim <? dty>. whatever I do ., . because ... it was ordained Am I able to Reflect the course of the universe? Then how can I deflect nyceif f rm a projectile. T*m. aimed -J?-? by some lorcc at some rtmoK, larger'' "Remote? MajIW JXqt,?Periljps I'm the target.. Luc??- he suggested. SHC"*.pursed her mouth, ! ?; "I horfliy ihtnk Tun " ' * -Why hot?" he demanded. "I'm tqo good.for you." she told him. i "Are you. by any ohance. joking?" he'Inquired. v . ? "certainly not." ' "Then you're Just being rude?." "'Truthful' Is a pcettler Word." ' "Too good for me.^eh? "-he mused. ' "Weil/ 'good" 'is a strange word it's ] -capable of a lot of. translations. Too' ' goBB for me? How about -Leeson? ? Nbt too good for him?" ?.?_ "Why harp on htm? I'd neverf, met him ?mil tonight," she said. " The Minerava was one of Ui? tines', boats pf its kind' in Southcfti waters, and often though she'd seen the craft. Lucy Harkness gave a litUe nod fit | approbation tonight. T^ie polished woodwork reflected, the stars; the ~ cushioned wicker chi'lrs gleamed, spot-| lessly white-; th? fittings of the small boats Shone: the canopy, att J poked, in the silver lyht. 'is made of _: <yjlQred. damask And upon the table latti for two the Minerva's_ steward Irrd expaidyi not merely time but' '{tjtst?. ... ' ? I "I always like you better . when I come aboard the Minerva". Tim." she said, "So?" His voice was sullen. . 1 , "1 think the Minerva, -o clean and sweet, is your sout?when, you were . a tiny h?hv '- _____ -,1 "How long hau you been teaching Sunday-school?" he demanded. _Sh* ^laughed. ... ? "Pair enough! It isn't fair to,', re proach yog about -the present con dition of your soul, is it, Tim? Not while my; own is irf the cpndition.it Is. Well? J won't lecture ydu or abuse I yo^T^py more tonight." ? ?w. ?; 1 ril b? nice?" he asked, again! eager.. > ' "As nice, as possible. You won the i race, didn't you?" "And you didn't really mind my I fouling? You .wanted me to win?" h? ! demanded. ? ' . "I'm twenty-three, Tim Old enough j to" realize th!U what we want we may! not have: what we get has been de-.j termined (eons ago. You've got me. I for supper here. I've got you. Well, i -let's make the best of It." i I I "It could be a lovslV best." he in- ' H ' pinnated. I , She shrugged. "Maybt!. I don't" know_ Fate has n't taken me that far into her con fidence.", * - - ?? "Could 'I show you'?" he inquired. "You mean . . i make love to me?" lflhe shook her head. ""Pale has 'rtad me no riddles, Tim. but that ... I don't ,need l\er assistance, love can /inly be made when two engage tn t)ie pretty pastime. And I . .* shall never rn?a4e lh that little game with' you." y^urs?'^ 1 ?f' J- "iBhe BtSred^at bUB. t-ikln? m aram- I Ing from his eagerness. ? *1 ?^?s-o-4ute. old thing." She straight ened up in he? chatr. "Oom? on: let's drop nonsense. *1. usid I'd be ?s nice as posslbM. Bi* possible' ends at talk of <flirtatlon and long before flirtation begins Here, what's this?" She leaped to her feet. The- Min erva's lines had been cast off. and the propeller had begun to move She * ran to the low rati and Stood poised Upon It tor a moment. But the '/ stone pier wa? already .twenty feet ?way - , - "W*H, for the love of Mike!"- eja culated rSVevens "Any- one would think you thought I was about to kid nap you. Any objection to a spin dowp tho lake. Jo giro us. an appetite fbf supper?" ? - ' ' "Well, If we_ can leave Casa Clary * at all. wlthou't offending our hoatea* .*/ don't# suppose It much matters where -J w* ?o" . "It looked as though you were afi"atd of me." said Stevens. "Desire ? must have had something /to do with what It looked Oke. then.'* rhe retorted. "You like wonien t<*l!& afraid of you. don't fttfi. Tlin?" * 1 "I don't get you," he told her . ^ "The very devil of It la - '-Jflu *?;. on net me . . . ?fwjl* t?rt th?tJ ?true? I~s?e tfir3G?h roll ajfcjjtmplete t *-? iy thnfc V Instead j/L befng fea?ed Ue-'btt'atraM o< me; ' *h T' ' * ,/.] * - 1a*-. Hate-Hcrsojf ?. that's fifl T*-? you. lin t ttr: he jeered. ? ";Yq can't accuse ipe of vanity be cauae Imitate that I ran thm.yh you. Tim. Most women can. and So. They don't tell you so. because you haiff m'onay.^ . "I won't 'agree wjth you ", Jic said "But If ypu can see through me, then yuu musl IfUWhOw much I . .'. love you." i "That's what -offends me." she re plied. ..Jf "Offends? is Love ofTensIW?" ~~r"* "Your kind. Prdm a man .like you . . of course it's offensive." "Oh, by God < That's carrying It a bit too far! Just s bit too r%w, Lucy!" he -cried.- "I dori't mind it up to a> certain iwwnt.. but wheti you indic^e that; I'm unclean, flfthy?" v ? "You are?" " . "Then why, in God's name, come out here with-tonight'?*' he cried. "Because- when I enter a game l' plfty it. Pity you can't say as much ' "IJow <W"j^ou know I cant? do/you know . . . when I play a I don't . . . play it . . . ail thevAy?" he demanded. . . , , \ n ? She iaugh?& contemptuously..;/.' you ddfat* kfeov men. Or rtnow thai t iFtwhat I *V"f "But why want a girl <h0 h?* only 1HT_ You tiellwc Vt Fale.-juu'ic Alii often enough apyitay. ^elj. vtiw'r? mw Ttu T"..?Qod! 1 liavWt ^ncntioned love o? you bat if I hat, word* teleU'ytra | .i . The ?ery sight of you drives me crazy: ^the toatk of "curjrotce. the' #ay yAu Krnftune ?Sink vow eyes. as though yoH were ? million miles a u a v 'Lucy, I've run! ?r^und after ?ou like m pet pup. for i year, and now-t-f1'/ ? II "Now the 'mongrel bites, eh?" she I interjected. 7 " II "Ile a only barking now." he told I -her. "but he will bit?," - || She shook her head! "(Jo. I "Iont think ao. . H?;'U be afraid qf the whip." Oet thia Into (your pretty ftead, and make 'it stick, there,"- he cried. "Where voutc cmwrpcti i tart tec^ totally don'f give a damn! I always thought that men who], went ^ilatU oyer dne particular woman were weak kneed soft-head. But J've, Ranged tiny mind. You , . . voir - ? ah I can't mane-'it clear, ?Out ,you i . . obscure the sun for mC.'-'Lufcy.-. There's a cloud aluays WTore tee, and if I turn my head to look the other wajfH the cloud IS Will there." Tt*s you. ydu all the time, everywhere. If some one speaks to me it's" your voice I hear. A girl dances In the theatar. and it's Lucy Harkness that I'm watching. The sun sets over Lake Worth and it's Lucy Harkness's face I see. "A magazine, a newsjm ment pfUPTBWMr women and thevTg^H^hOtographs of you. Your ntupeis in the headlines; it's on the Ejlfns along 4he road. I tell you, Lucy, 'this is real, this & l)mest-to-God. I've never told you, never asked you to marry me, but .', . you've known,". "Yes, I'.ve known, of course," she admitted. . ? He snatched at her admission. A "And you came here tonight?J/icy. "I think the Minerva, no clean and sweet, is your soul?when yon yere a-tiny baby" . ' J * ~ "With wohien, ? you mean? But of course you mean that. It's the only j game you- know. But . . you've; never played it with my kind of wo man. because my kind don't play with >'ou." "You're one that's going to," he said flatly. -Think so?" She shook her head again.' "This is Mrs. Clary's game we're playing. The other game . . . I didn't enter." < "You didn't know you'd fntered It," he contradicted, ''but you have. You're here, aboard the Minerva YoujU leave when I'm danmed good and ready to let you liave; not before. New. do you play nny game?" Her eyes were dreamy; her sweet mouth droop'.ri pensively "If Pat? Inteded. yes. But Pate ha? been so very kind -to me, thus far, that X cannot believe It intends me any such trick a? playing such a game with .'you Tim' (w come out with you. Let's go back?" "Not;? he- 4eM--hee;?"until?you've learned a little more of fate " "Abduction went out with hoop sklt^s," she s?W," . ,rU's"come In again." he remarked a#lmly She remembered Uodane. the Min erva's skipper-' A raf-faced man, of Inexact ancestry, a togch of the Levan tine in his hooked ,'nose. The men were ordinary nilprf.'.and the domes tic staff. so to speak, were Japi*. No help ri-om the latter would be forth coming; (4 wis not for them to inter fere in the actions of the barbarians who employed them. The white sail ors were crude, stupid men; and Mo lane was his master's man Wariness owned her; this situation aiftapUy impossible though it might r*m later when She narrRted.it. was definitely -dangerous now. The extent^ ef its dang<jr_4epended entirely on the legre? .of madness which possessed Stevens.' And it all leads to .' >/ wty?t?" she "You'd keep jtour word. It leads- to vours-pramlse to marry m;, ^heri I hsv^tMt. f? put you asfrore" "And aa the months., or year, p?<s t?rv' *ha a*k?d "I won't wait th?t 'longj; he "-nld. TMybe. after a .while, youjl ask me to marry you." ? , ' - . _ "Isn't this a trifle too melodr&maUc' Tim? Tl^e rul?ed maiden pleads her despo(l?r-?" j - p . '"riie ^rouble with yo?. "Miey,'1 h why did you come? Was It because?" "it was because, solely, you won the race. No other reason. I've never Shirked an issue, never avoided a problem. Fate, meant me to come here 'tonight. But I've told yoij this H dozen times.""""' 'J "And don't you think that Fate also means us to care lor each other?"' "I've answered that before, Tim, but IH answer It again. I'd rather be dead than let your hands regt upon me; I'd rather be dead and condemned to eternal hell than let y.ou kiss me. Now. H the answer clear?" ? |_ 1 ? ; ??.1 ??*??- "? Later; sheer, stark panic over vrfrrtTJIed her. She was trapped, cai/(ht, at what nwvy this beast, this madnian. chotfe to extend to her. And even as she Tec ogni zed this fact a knock sounded upon the dodr. Steven.'s voice came through the nanels. ? -It held a quality of excite ment that she had sever noted in his tones before. It was almost as though he had been drinking heavily fend was "righting hard Vb showTHe el fect of the liquor. Yet there had not been time, since' she left him, for-him to become intoxicated. "Lucy, I want to * t,alk to you," he rfaid. ' v The maddest panic swe^ii over her. obliterating sanity. Th<" door was flimsy, woiild give way, despite the bolt, at the least onslaught..Tita Ste vens had dared plan an abduction. 2nd ] carry It through. H? .might nofgtvj to further lengths^. but how' could she . tell? Iftshe opened the door^,,. . If she failed to open the door^and he crashed through It , . SIK would father, die than plead with Tim Steven* She had^ver begged of %ny >6ne In all her life; she would not begin- now.' Yet she: erml$ - not fight; -a Scrrtnling,, acralchln? woitfatf lost, all dlgnltjr, ?'epnfeis^d her weak ness- by her veiy defense. ' - Panic passed; although her act was mad. to-the point of suicide, her ac tions were cool,, deliberate. Hits was Devll-May-Oare. who; , made her de cisions ron instant impulse, but who carried them ,through as calmly a* ?though" th'ey hiu^.b^n thought over tot months. vL, -Shu opefted thep ort-hole -really a window hfil cable?and? cleanly .InJo the Oulf Stream. ) She opened the port-hot? ,-real(y a shejsr.nt be the glealfiHig watrts. .It was ntiie of those nights when ?emi ttopical PWlda W really tropical. an<$ the' djflet*hce between the tempera ? turgor a.r apfl witer was vrry.?lightl i3tic didn'V bother to swim- beneath I the am gjKm taoce. I If-- -wnd ? 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Stop in and seel Here, too!? > More people ride Oil 20x4.40 $6.30 Tx330r 1 $9.20 All sizes at similar savings Hinu cfcaiiqd, ?traighlenedJ? other tirea shifted?new tires expertly applied?all without extra charge. We believe every onc should be thankful, for thihgs are never so bad bat,, that they'might be worse, but this year we all have much to be thapkful for. We are thanks ful Sox tjie prosperity which is with the good, people of ? ? this-County; for the. splendid hfealth which all are en-. joying, and for the fact that at no time during the year has pestilence, flopds or pther disasters visited thi^splen * ? v f ?r ' 0 did section. * * 4 * , ? - . . ? ? "? ? ' And we are especially thankful for the splendid manner and the liberal patronage the farmsra of this, and ' adqoining counties have given ua ,thia seasori. ' We thank ? each and every one of you for the many kindnesses in . a j business way which yojj haye bestowed upon us, and we "shall strive even harder in the future to deserve your continued support* , t %?' ; 1 Yours thankfully,. HYCO
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