OCR Text |
Show Pace Three Thi Cache American, Lojran. Cache County, Utah South of France Invaded by Allied Armies Tim kill shy, Tut mr: Ton cty, brfull lot bnnf inrrk ill STOUT kl S to Frol. Urn mitUry K Stlivor unn Ik lor ll ki ol ton pfolriMr till, ktl utrt tvr ib jub Fat-Sh- o lv(-UUo- ti blit i kutumi tlrttftr fomti aloaf tad u ktr lory tram ktr. Ht tnlrayi Ibt ItvIUUati td drpaiili Ibtm It Ibt trtih btiktL Urr Booro's irtBdltlbtr. Admiral Di . (!! m Fori ttd Ultly ferert ktr U bretpt t )ub rllini kit memoirs ol (bt otr, Aboard Ibt tltamtr, Samoa, to rouit It Hawaii, ibt daarti llb Sltvt, broibtr ol ktr Saott, Paul Door a a. Sltvt It Ibt kaadaomt tlraottr ibt bad drilroytd Ibott lavlla Spsaith-Amerlr- s Uooa. CHAPTER VII Zorle jot up and latched the door again. She again tested the letch. It held. When she waa awakened In the morning, by the phone ringing, the door was open again, but no longer banging, because the ship had stopped rolling. She waited for Amber to answer It, but Amber did not awaken. She was lying on her back. Her face. In the clear, cold light of early morning, was shocking. All color was drained from It. and It was com pletely relaxed. Her mouth was open a little and she seemed hardly to be breathing. Fascinated by what she saw, Zorle stared. It waa not now the face of a ruthless. Imperious girl, but that of a girl with no Illusions, no faith, no hope. Zorie matched up the phone as It started to ring again. The admiral' voice aaid heartily: "Good morning, Zorie, good morning! It' a beautiful day a fine day for work hm? What do you aay we get to work at soon as youve had a bite of breakfast? "All right, Zorie said in her melodiously meek voice. which She found the dining-room- , was almost empty it still lacked eighteen minutes of eight a. m. and a steward directed her to a small table against the wall. The waiters did not seem to have much to do, but it was a long time before one of them came to her table. He looked Insolent, and when he asked for her order, he was almost rude. She presently felt eyes staring at her. She glanced up. At a table two removed from hers sat the man with scrubby red hair and powerful sloping shoulders the man she had seen last night outside her room lighting a cigarette and, later, at the Palm Room bar with Winthrop Lanning. His stare was so absorbed that it did not disconcert him when her eyes met his. They were expressionless. His long dark face was He was searching expressionless. and searching her face. It was not admiration. It was the most intense concerted inquiry. Zorie felt the heat of embarrassment and resentment flash into her cheeks. She looked away. A waiter brought him his breakfast. Its main dish was a large thick steak. He carved it and ate it with a ravenousness that appalled her. His expression was bestial. He ate swiftly, bolting the steak, gulping his coffee. Now and then he stared at Zorie. He presently lighted a cigarette, got up and left. Zorie was finishing her cold coffee when Paul came in and sat down in the empty chair across from her. He looked as if he hadnt slept well. He was haggard and gray and his eyes had the blurred look of suffering. he said. Im Darling, look, terribly sorry about last night, but this whole thing goes much deeper than you may suspect. I admit Im jealous of Steve. Ive always been jealous of him. But it isnt just that. I know that you havent had much experience with his kind, and I was so afraid he'd turn your head. He looked at her with a tentative, hopeful smile. She felt sorry for Paul; sorry for his unhappy, clever, analytical mind. I know how he affects women. But I should have had enough brains to see then, as I do now, that youre much too wise, much too fine and balanced to let a man like Steve turn your head. she said gravely. Yes, Paul, The reason the admiral is so disgusted with Steve," Paul went on, is that the United States Navy is a tradition in our family. A Duncan has been a naval officer in every generation for a hundred and thirty years. John Paul Jones Duncan, for whom I was named, was an officer on a Yankee corvette when he first saw the Islands. Thereve been Duncans present at every important American naval engagement 1812, the Civil War, the War. the last war. Spanish-America- n My father went down with the Invincible, you know, at Jutland. Grandfather, with all his faults, is a damned fine patriot. And he wanted one of us to carry on the tradition. Its a proud tradition, you see. So Steve went to Annapolis, and Steve, in turn, became a lieutenant, j.g. Am I boring you, Zorie? No, she said hastily. Of course you arent boring me. Her eyes had no doubt betrayed her. She was looking inward again. She was seeing Steve, tall and splendid, on the bridge of a battleship. It was where she had Intuitively seen him when they stood beside the telephone pole in the rain. I feel so terribly sorry about it, she said. But plena don't tell m any more. I feel sorry for the admiral, and I feel sorry for Steve, too. And for you, Paul. He was still looking at her uneasily. "You aren't sore at me for blowing off last night?" No, darling." she said gently. Ho seemed greatly rel.cved. Her tenderness for Paul had returned. She could forgive him for losing his temper last night. She was gratified that he had spent such a bad night He wasn't after all. taking her for granted. As she looked at him, smiling, hia brother became unimportant And when Paul aaid softly, Darling, you know I adore you, she felt her heart lift up and glow with response. And that and not the reckless physical feeling she bad for Steve was love. Paul went to look for someone who would play paddle tennis with him, and Zorie went down to B Deck and the admirals suite. Steve opened the door. He smiled In a lazy, friendly way, and his eyes, bluer than the had ever seen ington to beg for oil and U. S. trade. Theyre on their knees because Japan is terrified of our striking power. Steve was shaking hit head. Jahe said. pan is playing smart, She isnt afraid of our striking power. She has plenty of striking power of her own. The popular idea that Japan is a pushover Is a mistake. I don't trust Kuruso and Nomura and Im glad the Hawaiian Station is on battle alert What'a your answer to that. Admiral? Paul asked. His face wee sober but Zorle sew the malice in his eyes. The admiral suddenly glared. Youre trying to distract me from I he said angrily. my book! wont have these interruptions! Clear out, both of you! Paul sauntered out, but Steve stayed. Zorie, he said, whata your opinion?" Of war with Japan? ahe The barber area of Marseilles, ene of the most famous porta of the world, wltbla the original terrain gasped. f the Invasion of the southern part of France, will become the center of Interest as the drive centinnea No. The book." Toulon (insert), another famous rity on Frances south coast. The first abjective of military I'm only an amanuensia," Zorie westward from Importance waa tbs great naval base of Toulon end the capture ef El Tropes, east of Toulon. The erlglnal said promptly. and drives extended aa far cast as Cannes and immediately headed toward Nice as well aa Inland. an opinion. Your landings Well, that book stink. Admiral Get out of here!" his grandfather said shrilly. Stop annoying me! Steve said patiently. Look, You want an Interesting book, dont you? Tm going to have an interesting Amusement Park Fires Greatest in History book! Why," Steve said gently, not start with the family background? That' where all autobiographiei start Tell us about the first Dun- can John Paul Jones Duncan-com- ing to the islands in 1824, giving up his commission and landing in Honolulu with eighty-fiv- e cents which he ran up Into the finest sugar plantation on " "Everybody knows that story," the admiral angrily interrupted. Do you know It Zorie? Steve asked. Zorie said meekly. No, There you are' Steve cried. He resumed his dictation. But It had nothing to do with early days in the Sandwich Islands. It dealt with his pranks at Annapolis. It was almost noon when Steve, who had been lounging all this time in the long chair and gazing out over the sparkling blue sea, again interrupted. Your amanuensis is a wreck. Go out and Admiral he said. grab some fresh air, Zorie. I have Get out of here, his grandfather a feeling that all this fascinating material will keep. said shrilly. Stop annoying me. Zorie was relieved and grateful them, held a twinkle, as if they She didn't want to be in the same shared a secret He wore blue lounging pajamas and he reminded her more than ever of a great, lazy, dangerous cat. he said Courage, my brave, He's in with a conspirator's air. there. Waiting. And its going to be pretty tough. Admiral Duncan, in white ducks d white shirt with and a no necktie, was pacing up and down the lanai. He was holding a handful of scraps of yellow paper. "Sit down, my dear, sit down! he cried. Its a fine morning for work, isnt it? Ive decided to skip my early years and begin with Annapolis. Ill just start with my first years there hm? Her pencil flew across the pink-line- d pages. He never paused to spell proper names. Punctuation, he ignored. Steve stretched out in a long bamboo chair and put his chin on his hand and smoked cigarettes. He kept his eyes He said, after a half hour of it: Admiral, nobody will want to read that junk. If you must write a book, why not the story of the family? Begin it with your recollections of early days in the Islands. Thats a story. Its wonderful stuff. Zorie wanted to say, Oh, boyl Do I agree with you! But she prudently said nothing. Ill get to that, the admiral said irritably. You wont have space for it, Steve drawled. Paul came in. He glanced into the lanai, turned and started out Wait a minute, Steve halted The admiral has been dictathim. ing nothing but hooey. Wed like to have your opinion. I dont want anybodys opinion, the admiral barked. "Count me out of this. said Paul. Zorie, Steve said, read some of that last stuff to Paul. While the admiral fidgeted, she read several pages of it Steve said presently, Well, what do you think of it, Paul? I have a new slogan, Paul anAvoid controversies and swered. you wont wear out so fast. Ive been up on the bridge with the skipper. He thinks were going to have war with Japan any minute. Whats your opinion. Admiral? Not for a while, the admiral We have them on the run. said. Our Far Eastern policy is stiffer than they expected. Weve called their bluff. At the proper time, our navy will go out there and blast them off the Pacific hm?" Zorie was watching Steve. His was dubious. We expression hope, he murmured. Kuruso and Admiral Nomura are a pair of beggars," the admiral went on. "They were sent to Wash short-sleeve- half-close- room with Steve any longer. She couldnt keep her eyes off him, or her thoughts away from him. Take a turn on deck, mjr dear, and come back after lunch," the admiral ordered. Zorie crossed the other room and opened the corridor door. A man was bending down close to the door. It ' was the beefsteak eater Mr. Lannings friend. There was a cigarette in his mouth. He flicked the wheel of his lighter and lighted it. Zorie stopped, with the door open, with her hand clutching the knob. There was no question in her mind that this man had been bending down, with his ear to the door, listening. Her impulse to call Steve was so strong that she whirled about, with her mouth open. But she changed her mind. The man with scrubby red hair and powerful shoulders was Mr. Lannings friend, and Mr. Lanning was Steves friend. And she intended to ask Steve no more questions about his friends . . . She closed the door firmly, walked past the man and went on deck. She looked about the ship for Paul and found him stretched out in a steamer chair reading a thick book by Anna Freud. She wanted to tell him about the eavesdropper, but Paul was obviously displeased by her interruption. He kept glancing back at the page. He was again being inconsiderate. He had evidently forgotten his mornings anguish. Having reassured himself that he had nothing to fear where Steve was concerned, he had returned her to her niche in his mind a niche that was doubtless labelled, Zorie, mine, nothing to worry about. She lunched alone and returned to the admirals suite. She was disappointed and glad that Steve wasnt there. The admiral was down on his hands and knees in the lanai with a large sheet of wrapping paper spread out before him. On it was a crude, elaborate diagram in soft pencil Steve walked in. Steve wore a soft white shirt without a tie, and flannels. He peered over Zories shoulder. What is it? he asked. The Battle of Manila Bay, his grandfather answered. What, Steve asked coldly, was the Battle of Manila Bay? "Get out of here! the admiral snapped. Steve held out his hands imploringly. "Zorie, I ask you! Is this stuff the admirals been dictating to you pure bilge, or is it pure bilge? cried. the admiral Zorie! "Hasnt he a lot of nerve telling us how we want to write our book? Were doing all right, arent we hm?" (TO BE CONTINUED) Two fires swept New York Citys most popular amusement beach parks doing damage of nearly ene million dollars and resulting In an Injury list of more than 500 people. Left, aerial view of Palisades amusement park fire at Cliffside Park, N. J., favorite resort of New Yorkers. Photo taken from a navy plane from Floyd Bennett field. Right, billows of black smoke, spotted by spurta of live flame, shoot skyward from a roller-coastride in hlstorio Luna park on Coney Island. Thousands of men, women and children were routed from the crowded park. The fire at both parks was of undetermined origin. er Red Cross Men Cooperate Ilay Fever Sneeze 1 g fell to American forces, this Nazi Red Cross post in a cafe was taken over by American Red Cross workers, who permitted some of the German medical corpsmen to remain and cooperate with the Americans in taking care of the many injured German soldiers who were left behind when the Nazi retreated. When Avranches in Normandy fast-movin- Yanks Treat Wounded Native native boy, wounded by a Jap sniper on the battle front down the Driniumor river near Aitape, New Guinea, gets medical aid from Yank medical corpsmen. Other native villagers gather round to watch the proceedings. A good per cent of medical supplies furnished American troops is being used on the sick and injured natives. A The sniiRing season is here again, and Ginnie Powell shows how the weed affects Americans who suffet from hayfever. The Pacific Northwest is the only section of the country free of the malady. Chamorro Children Maj. Gen. Roy S. Geiger, commanding general of the Third marine amphibious corps at Agana, Guam, with Chamorro children, freed from Japanese oppression bj marines. |