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Show I -A TELEGRAM SERIAL BEAUTIFUL BARBARIAN Bv R. H. DAVIS If he expected her to rise to this bait he waa disappointed. The name had been a aneer en his lips, and Maris was assailed by resentment resent-ment She said nothing, hoping Jud would say no more about it Another An-other long alienee, then: "You've changed lately, Maria. I can? figure out whate get hit you. You used to be sensible. I never thought yea weald fall for one of those ellck tourists." Mud!" But there was no stopping him. His voice rumbled on, aa if he had carefully prepared a speech which must be voiced to save the girl be loved: -Fellows like Barry Sutton," ha declared brutally, "are just on the make. They are raised to think that they are entitled to anything they want I know 'am. They are like that about fishing. It the fish bite, all right If not they blame tha. guide as If hs could maks the fish hungry." Headed for Trouble Marls' voles flared at him through the darkness,' "I don't care to discuss dis-cuss it Jud. I don't blame people for wanting things, and for getting them If they can. I want things, too!" For a long moment the veranda knew only ailence and darkneaa, than: 'Wanting things Is ail right" Jud told her quietly, "If you want the right things. Whan you want the wrong things, you are headed for trouble." Maria said fiercely, "If it's wrong to want more than this" the word embraced island and sun, wind and wave, heat and monotony "than I want to be wrong!" That You, Mabel f Jud's words echoed her thoughts: "You are a part of this country, Maris, and it is a part of you. You would naver be hsppy away from it It's in your blood" "No! No!" But whet she had meant to be an angry denial turned out to be an uncertain whisper, caught by the wind and carried away, unheard. Tod Lowry mumbled and snstched at tha telephone. He growled a number and glared at tha instrument-That you, Mabel?" he said in a moment "So I'm told." a dulcet voice said, laughing "Where have you been biding. Tod?" "The tourists havs been keeping me busy," he declared. "Haven't bad a minute to myself." "Heard, but not believed," the girl said. Tod grinned winningly at the telephone. "Honest!" , "Leave out that part and tell me the rest" the girl laughed. "Let's o to the Pirate's Den and dabble in rum and ruin." "Hang up quick, so I csn get dressed." Mabel ordered. Tod dressed slowly. That tela-i tela-i phone call had been aa Inspiration baaed on restlessness and a desire to escsp thoughts that tormented. -She's Just a girl" he named no names "like any other girl. Pretty , face. Cute shape. Eyes. Upa. Leg. No reason why a fellow should get all hotted up about her. ' He thought of Mabel, and thought . better of Tod Lowry. I -Now. there's a girl! Pretty. Amiable. The sort of girl any I bachelor wante-if he wanti to stay i a bachelor. I do and Mabel 11 let . me." Who la She? The Pirate's Den was located on t the roof of a world-famous hotel. Tod and Mabel had a table in a Begin her: Maris Eden, reared on cloistered Paradise island by her recluse father, fa-ther, a professor, shunned male companionship. Har only boy friend waa faithful Jud Blair, who tha father, Philip Eden, planned would marry his lovely daughter. In a near boat collision, Maris meets Barry Sutton, wealthy young Florida Flo-rida visitor. Maris, tha "beautiful little barbarian," acknowledges the rude Introduction by throwing a wrench at Barry. He is instantly in love with this bewitching little hoyden. hoy-den. Then, Tod Lowry, young avia- ' ' tor, runs out of gss and lands his seaplane at Paradise Isle. Maris orders or-ders Tod from the island, threatening threaten-ing him with the wrath of har father. Tod goes, vowing to return. Two strange men had coma into the life of this lonely girL Jud proposes, but Maris puts him off. Barry Sutton Sut-ton finds himself unwilling to carry out bis intended proposal te lea- , belle Van Vorn, society girL Barry motors to Paradise isle. Maris informs in-forms him visitors are unwelcome. Just then a plana passes ovsrbaad, fluttering from it is a massage from Tod. Barry departs, angered, but assuring Maris hs will return. Tod roars down upon tha island again. Philip Eden, fortunately, was away gathering marine specimens. Again Maris cautions Tod, who refuses to leave. Maris, in a rage, strikes Tod, ripping his shirt and causing blood to come. At that moment, Maria' father and Jud return. Jud swings ' a fist at tha flyer and the two flail each other, finishing on fairly even terms. Tod spat bloodily and again announced he would return. Meantime Mean-time Barry has reluctantly decided to propose to Isabella. But his tongue will not frame the words of the proposal as he gazes longingly longing-ly toward the Island retreat of Marls. Maris is bewildered, torn 1 between the rich playboy and tha confident young flyar. Barry's mother, Edith Sutton, reproves him for failing to propose to Isabella. Barry tells her of hla love for Maris. 1 Maria has luncheon with Barry in the beautiful beach hotel which shs has never entered before. During luncheon Tod appears. Barry resents re-sents Tod's intrusion. Tod departs ' and Barry's mother Joins ths couple, greeting Marls cordially, though one can detect her desire to discourage her son. Maris pleada with her father to permit the Buttons to visit ' the island. Hs will not relent Now go on with ths story: CHAPTER TWELVE ( . Marls hsd dreaded this visit of Jud's. All during supper Philip had been gloomily ailent; and ha had returned to the laboratory immediately imme-diately after tha meal. Ha hadn't . waited to greet Jud as wss his custom. , Now. seated en the veranda In tha velvety darkneaa, Maria could ! feel Jud's disapproval pressing liks ' a weight upon her. His silence was merely a prelude, aha realised. C resent ly. ha would give voice te ia resentment . "Did you have good luck today, y"' ud?" i For once aha would have been I glad to have the conversation turn to the day's fishing. , Name a Sneer Jud grunted. "Got a couple ol aallfish and one big barracuda Lost a big merlin. Darn fool locked I bis reel. Got excited." I' Jud's voice held none of its usual enthusiasm. It told Maris that hii I I mind was wsighted with more tm J portent matters. He was silent foi I J a moment then: . "Mr. Sutton hasn't been flshlni 9 for a couple of days." ws let It end there. I feel sure your pride will prevent any further advances." "Pride!" His mind toyed witi the word. Yes, hs had always bees proud filled with the pride el race and caste and family. Hli life had been ruled by It But now he realised, the word meant nothing noth-ing leas than nothing! He said stiffly, "You may do ai you pleaaa, Edith but I am golni to Eden island this afternoon. Marls was strolling down th path leading to the dock when hei eyes were caught by a boat far oul in tha sound, a boat whose outlines were familiar. She atared at It for a long moment mo-ment acarcely breathing, thai turned and ran swiftly to the bungalow. bun-galow. In her bedroom, ab changed quickly into a fresh dress or as quickly as her tremblln fingers would allow. Marls was outwardly calm agals when aha returned to the dock. Shi stood quistly, smiling faintly, ai Barry cut the motor and broughl the cruiser rather unskiUfully alongside along-side the dock. If shs were astonished at seelni . the slender figure of Edith Suttoi - seated In tha stern aha gave nc 1 sign ef It. Barry sprang to thi dock, then turned to help hii mother. (Continued Wednesday.) (Copyright 1T, for The Telegram.) comer. The night was filled with stars and music and a soft ocean breeze. Tod looked ssdly at Mabel, a blond who wore her eyelashes long and black and vary demure. Your heart Isn't in it Tod," shs declared suddenly, after a long g loom-soaked silence. Tod assumed a grin which wasn't very convincing. Tell Tod all," he invited. Mebel's eyes were knowing. "Who is she?" she asked. Astonishment too great to be real spread over his face. "She? I don't get you." "You can fool little Mabel but not at this hour of ths night" ths girl scoffed. "Let's dance," Tod offered. Take Me Home "Gladly," shs declared. "When we are dancing, that gloomy face of yours is hid from me." They danced and returned to their table. Tod stared fixedly into the amber liquor in hia glaaa, as if hs hoped to find therein th answers to nameless questions Mabel stared at Tod's face, deeply tanned, profoundly gloomy. She aigbed dramatically. She aignalad the waiter-Take waiter-Take me home. Tod," she said. "I don't think I'll 'wait to see the body interred." Berry mat his mother at luncheon the following day. If she ware host to any troubled thoughts her placid, lovely face gave no hint of It Barry had choaen a table by the open windows, from which they could ses across ths terrace and beach to the sound. And, if one's eyes were good, a dark line in the distance which was Eden's island. "Isabella phoned me thla morning," morn-ing," Edith said Wly. "Says she ia having a delightful time. She will be here some time tomorrow. Barry was staring at a sloop, tacking tack-ing gracefully across ths sound. Hs hsd spent most of the morning on the beach, pacing restlessly back and forth, his black eyea amolder-lng amolder-lng with impatience, watching the water for sight of a scarred launch carrying Maris Eden. Maria aaid that aha would return re-turn to Paradise Beach this morning, morn-ing, bringing her fathei-e permission permis-sion for them to visit the island. Not until the sun wss blazing directly di-rectly overhead and ailver chimes within the hotel announced ths luncheon hour, had hs doubted that shs would com. Ironical Voice Barry was filled with angry be-wildermsnt be-wildermsnt The Suttons wsre not to be treated In thia cavalier fashion. fash-ion. They were welcome everywhere, every-where, anywhere. Edith Sutton had been presented st the court of St Jsmes; her husband hus-band had been a friend and confidant confi-dant of president and princes. He, Barry Sutton, was a mambei of whatever cluba were worth while a friend of whatever people wen worth knowing the world over. Barry scowled ferociously at I seaa-ull ' which screamed past thi window. To be denied permisslos to visit a miserable patch of same and oral, covered with cabbagi palmetto and twisted mangroves was unthinkable "Are we viaiting the Garten ol Eden this afternoon?" Edith Sutton's Sut-ton's ironical voice broke th gloomy thread of hla thoughts. "I hav, counted so on visiting thst forbidden forbid-den ground." ... Barry's eyes moved slowly to msel bars, and aha shivered a Utile al the look in his. . . "I don't know," be ssid dully "Maria didn't come to tha beact thia morning. I can't imagine why She promised to come." -Haa it occurred to you," eh asked frankly, "that her fathei might have denied what aha aakec or that aha decided not to ask i "Nonsense!" Barry ssid angrily j-Thsre is no reason why hs should 'object to our visit Ws aren't ex-jactly ex-jactly public enemies or social pariahs." ' I Pride! ! His bitter words moved her t pity, but she controlled the Impulse Im-pulse to ssy something comforting He waa hurt badly, aha realized and yet that pain was necessary t if he were to be cured of this ridic-ulou ridic-ulou Infatuation. "I would suggest" shs said, "that |