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SEVENTH INSTALMENT Clare was ducking through th curtain inta her stateroom, he dark head turned over her shoulder invitation on her lips. Peter wa at her heels. Jenny could see hi back as he bent his head to gi under the curtain. His hand sho out and caught at his companion’ upper arm as he disappeared fron view. Jenny closed her eyes an< clutched at her heart. She had no believed it possible, in spite oi Peter’s recent coolness. Her faci went white as she stood in the cor ridor, weakly clutching the hand rail. The boat urched and her feel moved mechanically along the lino leum-covered corridor. She knew that she must be walking like at absurd marionette. Now she had arrived at her own stateroom, She walked under the curtain and . hooked the door. Jenny lay down on her bed and covered her eyes with fingers that fluttered nervously. Her throat was swelling till she thought she would choke. It couldn’t be pos sible—not now, so soon. They had been together only two months. She had run awav fcr a lifetime, beieving that Peter loved her en ph to spare he' all regret, and now it was like this, with a cheap woman on the boat. "What a blind fool I’ve been!” she thought. "He can’t have loved me at all, not for a minute. But it isn’t his fault. I brought it on myself.” XXX Dick was dancing with Patty under pleated lanterns that swayed like drunken sailors She looked like a puff-ball in a cascade of white chiffon. Hard to believe that she was the thin young thing who had sipped thiough the water that afternoon like a sharp blade. "Patty, you’re looking very sweet tonight,” he told her, hum ming the waltz as he swung her around. "And I could dance forever with you, Dick.” "It’s the sky and the lantern: you like, sjjly jnfjint.” you’re teasing.” "Honour bright, I’m not.” The waltz came to and end and they sat down. "I think the boat’s getting a lit tle dull,” said Patty suddenly. Dick laughed. "I wish it were,” he said. "Why, what’s going on?” "Plenty, Patty. You don’t sup pose that everything’s as smooth as it looks on the promenade deck, do you? You can’t believe that the men down beow go calmly along, week after week, in this infernal heat without disturbance? We had one man try to stab another to day, and the chief threw a carving knife at a pantry boy last Wednes day and men fall sick and in love and behave like a lot of puppies generally.” "Really, I’m amazed,” said Pat ty. "Everything seems so orderly and serene.” Dick laughed. "Well, I’m gale that it looks that way. Did yot notice the boat sow down in the middle of the night on Friday?” : "No, I was probably sound : asleep.” , "That was to bury a member of i the crew who died of malaria. And ( when we leave Ceylon we must > slow down again to toss a wreath : out at the spot where one of the i cruise men was buried last year, t He ate some bad food in India.” 1 Patty shuddered. It had not oc : curred to her that the Marenia was : anything but a peaceful pleasure i boat. But Dick was going on: "Don’t ■ forget that this is a village afloat, : and not nearly so peaceful as the anchored variety. Do you want to know what’s really going on around you among the passengers? In one stateroom a husband comes in late from a poker game each night and threatens to kill his wife. They’re a lowzy pair from Cleve land who curse and swear at each other, and are always drunk. We’ve had to go in and still them a few times. I think he’ll murder her yet, when he gets drunk enough,” continued Dick. “And there’s the little teacher who has been saving her pennies for twenty years to go around the world and now that she’s on the boat, she’s afraid she hasn’t money enough to take her safely home. She daren’t go ashore by herself, because of the constant demand for tips and fees.” v "It’s Miss Mudge, isn’t it?” in terrupted Patty. i es, since you ve guessed it, and a very good sport, too.” “Then there’s the man who’s running away from his wife and is deluged with frantic radios every day. And the American whose for tune has shrunk from seven mill ions to blue ruin since he sailed. Haven’t you seen him hanging around the stock-board? He faces bankruptcy and endless troubles when he gets back. And there’s the spinster who filled her pockets with pebbles by the Sea of Galilee, and has fallen madly in love with the captain^vho has never spoken "Oh, how thrilling!” cried Pat ty. “I never thought of it in that light. Do you always have things like this happen on a cruise?” "Of course we do. This is aj comparatively dull one so far. I’ve given you only the ketchiest idea! of what takes place on a cruising boat. I call it ocean madness. Roll a score of Atlantic crossing into one; add moonlight on Waikiki Beach, sunset on the Indian Ocean, night in Peking, cherry blossoms in Japan; fling together men and wo men away from their homes, their friends, the forces that impose res train—and what have you?” was so unlike Ohonto. Mr. Charl ton roared with laughter every time she said it. Some nights, things were rather quiet next door, with only one man in the room and nothing much in the way of noise, except a clinking of glasses and an occasional burst of laughter. There must be a party going tonight. She could hear the voices of at least four different men, and their hostess seemed to be feeling gay. Miss Mudge wondered what it would be like to be surrounded by four different men, all of whom probably wanted to kiss one. The idea did not appeal to her so much as having one man in that mood. There must surely be very little point to public lovemaking. Things were quiet next door for a minute or two, and her thoughts flowed back to Mr. Charlton. She imag ined herself in his arms, dancing with him, while he leaned down to kiss her cheek. Miss Mudge sat up straight in bed as she heard Joan Foster’s laughter come splintering through the partition. "Let’s throw him out,” one of the men exclaimed. "It’s time to break up, anyway. One more song and we’ll leave little Joan to her beauty sleep.,: Miss Mudge was sure that it was the voice of the man whose wife was ill. They had all gone now, except the man who usually stayed the longest. The conversation was! pitched on a lower note, and there j were long pauses when nothing was said at all. At last she fell asleep, but not for long. Wakening with a sense of disturbance, she switched on the light over her bed to look at her watch. Half-past three and a com motion next door! Miss Foster and her friend were singing at the pitch of their voices. A glass went smash and the song broke off. Miss Mudge disappeared beneath the clothes until only her hairpin ned fringe showed. Miss Foster started thevictrola, choosing the song, "I wanna be lovcdr” As soon as it was finished, she put it on again. By the tenth time it wasj getting a little boring. An hour later the man stumbled out of the cabin. Still the victrola went on. Miss Mudge was desperately tired. The girl must be mad. Sit ting up in bed, she knocked hesi tantly on the wall, but there was no reply, except the clinking of ice in a glass. Seven o’clock and the music still went on, like a tireless hurdy-gurdy. Worn out, Miss Mudge fell asleep at last. A noise wakened her at ten. The victrola was grinding the same refrain. At last she was! ped palm. Jenny did not answer. Peter brought out his cigarette case, a flat gold one, with his in itials engraved in the corner. Jenny had always admired it, and she felt sure that there was a story con nected with it, for he seemed to prize it more than any other thing he possessed. He took out a ciga rette, flipped the case over to her, and remarked; "Put it in your bag, Jenny.” "Why?” "Merely because I want you to. It’s something I’m extraordinarily fond of. Don’t forget that.” "You must expect to have your pockets picked in Bangkok.” "'Perhaps I do.” He smiled and she dropped it in to her bag. Leaving the train at Bangkok, they drove past trim white houses and through immaculate streets. They boarded a launch and sail ed up the Menam to the king’s palace, slowly approaching the wats that cluster aroifnd it. The scene seemed to Jenny to have sprung full blown from the pages of Hans Anderson. They walked past the devas, giant grotesques intended to frighten away the devils. "I think when we choose our home in England. I shoud like a deva to guard my door,” said Jen ny, laughing at the spiked mons ters. They wandered through the courtyards of the compound, Jen ny’s face alight with interest. Pe ter was silent. She had rarely seen him lock so handsome. "It’s nearly twelve o’clock,” he remarked, twisting his elbow to look at his wrist watch. "As if time mattered in the least! I feel that this is a spot where hours have no meaning.” They went into the temple that held the Emerald Buddha. It was ilke going into a dark cave filled with green water. For several min utes they could see nothing but a filtered jade mist, for the sun was still in their eyes. Jenny leaned on her parasol and rested. "Jenny darling!” said Peter, urg ently. "Yes?” She swung around inre sponse to something in his voice. He touched her hand and whis pered: "It’s nothing. It doesn’t matter, but you’re very helpless, aren’t you, dear?” She noticAMthat he looked a lit tle strained, *nd that his hancS were shaking. "Without you, I should be, Pe ter.” Continued Next Issue Debaters Prepare For South Atlantic Tournament (From The Pioneer) Catawba’s debating teams, both affirmative and negative, are work ing in preparation for the South Atlantic Forensic Tournament at Winthrop College, Rock Hill, S. C., on March 5, 6, and 7. Having gained valuable training and experience from the dual de bate here with Erskine College last Friday, and strengthened by other clashes, all the debaters are amend ing their arguments to present the strongest strategy. In the tourna ment each team will probably have six rounds of debating against var ious out-of-state colleges and un iversities. Six states were represent ed at the S. A. F. T. last year. Neely McCubbins, Luther Hoopes, Edward Stull, and Harold Wol finger will be accompanied by 'Prof. Lane to the tournament, where Ca tawba debating teams have made good records for the past two years. STRIKE TALK RENEWED New York^James J. Bambrick, president of a Manhattan local of the Building Service Employes In ternational union, renewed talk of a general strike among service em ployes in 8,000 buildings and set a new "zero hour” next Monday. j She imagined herself in his arms, dancing, while he leaned down to I kiss her. Patty lay awake for hours that night, thinking of the Marenia as a vast building with dozens of sepa rate apartments, and a little drama going on in each. a- * it Down in 454 Miss Mudge was reading Conrad’s Typhoon, given her by the chief officer. She was elated at the end of another gala night. He had danced with her three times and sat out a tango. Every night was gala night on the Marenia, particularly since she had met Mr. Charlton, the first officer. She lowered her book and deliv ered herself to the full enchant ment of tier thoughts of Mr. Charl ton. Heavens! Miss Foster was making whopee again. She had learned "making whopee” from some of her gay companions, and she liked the sound of it now. It angry; she would stand no more. She thumped loudly on the wall. The music whirred to to slow stop. Miss Foster flopped noisily on her bed. Jenny was in a light-hearted mood when the Marenia anchored off Paknam in a thick heat haze. Her mind was no longer locked in high tension, and she talked with delicate animation. For three days Peter had been his old tender self. So far as she knew, he had seen nothing of Clare. Going ashore, she wore a gay flowered frock of pop py silk and a wide straw hat. "I’m happy today, Peter,” she announced. "Why are you happy, Jenny?” His gaze was on her suddenly, cool and searching. He caught her hand, turned it over and kissed the cup SALVt for COLDS price 5c, 10c, Liquid - Tablets qrn .walve - Nose ^QC Drops I • I I Dollars I j Spent In 1 I Rowan I 1 will I I Return to I I YOU! 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