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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Times-Advocate, 1938-11-24, Page 2nqvem»e.r THE EXETER TIMES-ADVOCATE She meant Pete Barker, he saw,. Pete had followed her to the beach.- He did not join Sonya and Rand, but cut off at a tangent across the spot in the bush where Balu lay. In a mo­ ment he returned to the beach. He carried Balu’s long-bladed knife. Rand glanced at the man, fasci­ nated. Pete’s face was ghastly white. He moved like an automaton to the water. There he put the knife­ blade firmly between his teeth and waded, still in a dazed fashion, into the sea. Rand looked at Sonya speechless­ ly: She merely smiled wanly, and said: “You see? I knew it was in him.’ Maya Jack, LaBlane and Kelly Burk and the natives, crowded about Rand and Soyna. Kelly Burk said, 'Tt is a miracle!” He drank quickly from his flask. •‘Mon dieu!” exclaimed LaBlane throatily. “What a man will not do for a woman!” Maya Jack Cannaghan said noth­ ing. He could not take his eyes from Sonya’s face. It was as if he had but seen her for the first time and was fascinated. There was not only desire there now, but admira­ tion and new respect. Rand could see that Maya Jack really loved Son­ ya Duraud; loved her with all the fury of his wild and savage being. Sonya’s gaze was not for those about her. She watched the bobbing head of the man in the water. Pete moved slowly, but steadily. It seem­ ed an eternity, the time he was in the water. Then LaBlane was cursing. “Sharks!” he shouted. They all saw the sailfins. There were at least half a d'ozen of them. Rand felt shaken. He looked at Son­ ya. She was no longer flushed of face, but very pale. Her hand grip­ ped Rand’s arm. “He must get through!” she whispered tensely. Pete did make the schooner. They could see his bobbing -close to the hull. He swam along the hull, found a painter trailing from deck. He reached it, began climbing over the side: Only Lablanc spoke. He said hoarsely, “Voila!” Pete Barker was a changed man as he landed from one of the schoon­ er's lifeboats and handed Rand the medicine chest. His slight figure seemed to have taken -on stature. His eyes glowed, were for once level. He was fatigued, but he made an outward show of great strength. “The schooner is filling with wa­ ter,” he said. “She is listing badly to starboard. She’ll go down soon.” Rand nodded. “Thanks, Pete,” was all he could say. As he worked with his antivenom and hypodermic needle, he heard Sonya say to Pete: “There was nothing to fear— other than yourself, was there, Pete? And Pete returned, “No. There is nothing to be afraid of. Nothing.” Toward dusk Balu responded to the antivenin treatment. His respir­ ation was better and his pulse much stronger. He had become however, feverish and he took look lapses into unconsciousness. During one period of consciousness he spoke to Rand in a painful whisper. “The bag in my sarong,” he said. “If Balu does not live—” Rand took the small leather bag from Balu’s sarong. It bulged with what seemed to be pebbles. Rand ■opened the draw string and spilled some of the contents Into hie hand. In the last saffron rays of the sun the pebbles glowed opalescently. They were pinkish-white, lovely. Sonya came and looked at the pebbles. Kelly Burk was there and Jacsues Lablanc. The red-haired man’s bright blue eyes widened in surprise. “Pearls!” he said, eyeing them covetly. “Pearls, and perfect ones at that. Where’d he get them?” Rand ignored the man. He knelt at Balu’s side. “Give them,” Balu said feebly, “to—to Maru at Maglaya. She—” “I shall,” promised Rand. “But you shall live to give them to her yourself. Here, you must keep them with you,” He replaced them in the folds of .Balu’s gaily pattern­ ed sarong. 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Oddly enough Maya Jack Canna­ ghan did not object to the signal fire. He sat apart from the others, his face like one of bronze in the flickering light. His gaze ever kept seeking Sonya. Pete Barker kept the fire going until he dropped to the sand out of sheer weariness. Kelly Burk began throwing tinder on ’ the fire. Still Maya Jack did not protest. Balu rested •well after darkness] came. The fever still gripped him, but Rand was certain his system was well vid of the poison. Rand finally left Balu to throw himself down on one of the tarpaul­ ins that had been brought from the schooner. The others, except Kelly Burk, who sat by the fire, had long ago turned in. Rand’s body ached from weari­ ness. He fell asleep instantly, He did not know’ how long he slept be­ fore he was awakened, nor did he know exactly what had awakened him. He knew only that he had been jarred out of slumber by some sound or movement. He lay quite still, listening. He heard nothing. He turned his .head and looked in Balu’s direction. He started violently and began to move, but the scene he beheld checked him. The fire had burned to embers and Kelly Burk lay sleeping beside it. But a bright moon was up, giv­ ing off light enough for Rand to see Balu. The native lay as Rand had left him. It was not the injured man hthat held Rand in paralytic -watch­ fulness. He saw a figure of a man —a man on his hands and knees— creeping slowly towards the sick man. There was no mistaking that figure. It was big and bearded and sinister—Jacques LaBlane. LaBlane crept slowly, silently, over the sand, His gaze was on Balu. He was close, very close to the na­ tive; so- close that had Balu been merely sleeping his furtive presence would have awakened the sleeper. But Balu was sick, feverish, his mind dulled. LaBlane was beside the man now; had raised to his knees. He held something in his hands. Rand saw what it was with sudden horror. La- Blanc had removed his shirt. He had rolled it into a ball and was- about to clap it over Balu’s face to suf­ focate him. Rand tried to cry out. Horror was so intense it paralyzed his vocal chords. Nor could he move. Yet all the while he knew that LaBlane meant to kill Balu and rob him of his pearls in his sarong. Then past Rand moved a ‘ slim, straight figure. Sonya. LaBlane did not see her until she stood opposite him with Balu’s inert form between them. He leaped to his feet then, his bearded face sav­ age, his eyes blazing. “Quiet!” he ordered, hoarsely. “Quiet, or I’ll choke you!” Sonya faced him boldly. Her voice was quite calm and reached Rand as he got to his feet unseen. “Well, why don’t you choke me?” Sonya said. “I’ve come to stop you from murdering Balu.” LaBlane made a throat noise that was like a dull rattle. His jaws viciously. He tried to talk, but no word came. He glared at Sonya for a moment, then seemed to- go to pieces. He flung away his balled shirt and moved away from Balu. Only then did he see Rand. “That woman is a devil!” he said, but for once he was not blus­ tering. Rand slipped his good arm about Sonya. She was suddenly limp and sagged, in his embrace. He held her to- him, unable to speak. Maya Jack Cannaghan strode up to them. “What’s the matter?” he asked. “What have you been up to, LaBlane?” No one answered immediately. It was Kelly Burk who did reply. “I saw it all, Maya,” said Kelly *. Burk, in an awed tone, “I saw it all! It was another of her miracles, I tell you. LaBlane was going to kill Balu and she stopped him. Stopped him—-by talking to him!” Maya Jack looked emotionally up­ set. He ran his fingers through his short-cropped blond hair. H6 raised his eyes to Sonya, met het gaze for a moment steadily, then dropped his glance. He turned and walked slowly back to the tarpaulin. Morning found Balu’s fever down. He was conscious,-but looked as if he had bet ...y days ill lr of one. Rand wa« satisfied with hi? condition. Sonya and Rand walked along the beach that morning. Sonya was ga­ thering tiny pink shells washed in by the night’s tide. “Sonya,” Rand said, half-humor- ously, half seriously, “you are the most amazing creature I have ever known.” “Why, Rand?” she asked, smiling at him. “Because of what you accomplish­ ed with Pete Barker. Why, you’ve made a new man of him! Look at him now. He actually swaggers! And LaBlane last night. No man could have done that-—” "They are like children, Rand. Big, overgrown children. I suppose it is a maternay streak in me that makes me understand them.” “What miracle are you going to perforin next? Whom else are you going to rehabilitate out of these wrecks who were once men? Me? Maya Jack? Or Kelly Burk?” Sonya’s tone was bantering. “Not ■you. Nor Maya Jack,” she said, “You two are not children. You—you are men. The strongest will men I have ever known. No woman could bend either of you to her will.” “But Kelly Burk?” Sonya turned and looked along the beach. Rand followed her glance. Kelly Burk was shuffling through the loose sand toward them. He had been drinking from his flask; it was in his hand now. “Call Kelly Burk,” said Sonya to Rand. Rand called to the pudgy-figured man. Kelly .Burk looked up, but not at Rand. His bloodshot eyes sought Sonya’s face. Rand suddenly knew that Kelly Burk was already conditioned to be bent to Sonya’s 'will. He was still profoundly impressed by what Son­ ya had accomplished with Pete Bark­ er and LaBlane. He came shuffling up to her. CHAPTER X Kelly Burk came shuffling over the sand, an ungainly figure. His sparse sandy hair was mussed and knotted. His eyes were shifty and bloodshot. He halted a dozen paces from Rand and Sonya, slipping his big metal flask inside his shirt. He looked at Sonya, though it had been Rand who had called him. “What did you want of me, ma’m, he asked. “How did you know I wanted you, Kelly?” Sotnya asked, smiling faint­ ly. “It was Rand who called.” Kelly Burk shifted his gaze to the sand at his feet. “I don’t know how I knew,” he muttered. “I guess it was just a—a hunch.” “Well, Kelly. „I did want to talk to you,” Sonya said. “I’ve been won­ dering why you keep drinking all day and all night long. Oh, I know it’s none of my business. But it just seems so—so stupid your being in a stupor all of the time. It’s much like Pete Barker’s fears.” “I—I reckon it’s just a habit, ma’m,” Kelly Burk said. “How many years have you been at it?” Kelly Burk looked up at Sonya, ■was unable to meet her gaze, so he switched his glance to Rand who was watching and listening, fascin­ ated. He said, “For maybe eight-nine years. I didn’t always drink.” “You’d like to stop wouldn’t you —I mean, this excessive way you have?” “I don’t know. I did stop already but things sort of crowded up on me and I had to drink to forget.” “It sounds silly to me,” said Son­ ya. “Kelly, didn’t Pete’s cowardice appear silly to you?” “Yes’m,” muttered Kelly Burk. “I often laughed at him.” “Well, possibly Pete is laughing at you this very instant.” Dull -color came into Kelly Burk’s face. He said nothing. “These things that crowded up on you, as you say/ What sort of mem­ ories were they. Painful, of course.” Kelly Burk did not speak. He look­ ed as though he wanted to flee. “It was a woman, wasn’t it,tKelly? Kelly nodded. “You lost her—How?” Sonya very quietly insisted. For a long time the man did not answer. There was only the pound­ ing of the surf. Rand looked from Kelly Burk to. Sonya. She seemed oblivious -of Rand, of everything but Kelly Burk. She looked at him al­ most pityingly. “We quarreled,” Kelly Burk said at long last. “We quarreled, and I went off in a temper. I never went back.” “It was easier to dro-wn memories than to- swallow yottr pride by going ba.ck and bogging her forgiveness, is that it?” The man nodded, a suspicious moisture in his eyes. He said noth­ ing. * “It was a false pride Kelly,” eon- **'• wa’id. *“Just as false as Pete .’•nrhor’s fears. Can you see that?” “I can now--yes. But what dif­ ference does it makes after all these years?” “She may be waiting, Kelly, said Sonya, tenderly. “Not all this time,” he replied stubbornly. “She would have for­ gotten.” “She loved you, didn’t she? If she did, nothing would make her forget.’ Kelly Burk raised his bowed head, looked at Sonya distressed. “It’s no use talking!” he said gruffly. “She wouldn't be waiting!” Then abruptly he turned and shuf­ fled off along the beach. Rand looked at Sonya curiously. “Have you failed?” he asked. “No,” said Sonya but uncertainly. She was looking after Kelly Burk. The man had taken out his flask. He unscrewed the top, lifted the flask to his lips. Then abruptly he jerked it away, held the thing be­ fore him, staring at it. His figure hunched as his dropped. Beyond h^m Rand could see Maya Jack Cannagh­ an and the others watching, too. A struggle was raging within the man, -habit against new-born hope. Rand looked at Sonya. That amaz­ ing person was smiling serenely, confidently. She seemed to know what Kelly Burk would do. And Kelly Burk did it. He turned the flask bottom up, poured its con­ tents out onto the thirsty sand. Then abruptly he turned and walked stiff­ ly to the jungle bush and disappear­ ed into it. Sonya laughed softly, pleasantly, “You see, Rand,” she said, “he too is but a child.” Rand nodded, looking at her w-on- deringly. “And you ‘were afraid of Maya Jack Cannaghan!” he said. Her laughter died. “I was,” she A QUIET, WELL CONDUCTED, CONVENIENT, MODERN 100 ROOM HOTEI__85 WITH BATH WRITE FOR FOLDER TAKE A DE LUXE TAXI FROM DEPOT OR WHARF—'25c said, tersely. “I tell you, Maya Jack is no -child. A woman, can’t trifle with him, nor play upon hie emo­ tions. I—I still fear the man. He Is fire, Rand, and yet chill ice. I don’t understand him.” *T do,” Rand said. “I understand him because how he feels towards you. I too feel so about you, I too am tempted to try what lie tried.” Sopya gasped, involuntarily. ‘What do you mean?” she gasped. “Maya Jack loves you, Sonya. Loves you as only strange lonely men can love. There's nothing, half­ way or restricted about his loving you—or about my loving you, Son­ ya. Maya Jack would never have loved if he had not known you, -of that I am sure. Nor would I have loved. Neither he nor I ever plan­ ned to fall in love. That is what makes ib Such a mad consuming thing. We’re the sort that fight un­ til we’re pushed into the sea. That is why Maya Jack took you off Mag- laya; it was the only chance left for him.” (To be continued) Mrs. Geo. Edighoffer Passes at Mitchell The community is saddened by the death of Laura Ann Holtz, be­ loved wife of George Edighoffer. The late Mrs. Edighoffer had not been in good health since two years ago- last February as a result of a stroke she suffered at that time. She was born on February 7, 876, in the village of Blake, Hay Township, and a daughter of the late Mr. and Mrs, Henry Holtz. Following her marriage to George Edighoffer in Varna on January 5, 1897, the young couple took up residence in Dashwood. Fourteen years ago Mr. and Mrs. -Edighoffer and family came to Mitchell and have resided on Tor­ onto street, where death occurred. The departed lady was a member of Main Street United Church, active in its Women’s Missonary -Socety and the W. -C. T. U. For several years .before her illness she was the teach­ er of the ladies’ bible class in that Sunday School. The late Mrs. Edig- hoffer’s Christian influence, her ad­ mirable character and loving dispo- ston will long -be remembered in that community. .Besides her husband there remain in sorrow one son, Lloyd, and daughter, Blanche; a sis- iter, Mrs. J. C. Reid, of Dashwood, and four grandchildren. A private funeral service was held at the late residence Wednesday, November 16, I Interment in Woodland cemetery. QUIDNUNC , Jn Moscow, they are erecting a building that has a structural •height of 1,365 feet over alb One room, the main hall, will have a ca­ pacity of 00,000 people. It will have 62 escalators in addition to 1H8 elevators. When you, figure the carrying capacity of one eleva­ tor alone, they have a capacity of 1,500 people. This structure will be built of reinforced cement and stain­ less steel—-the main structure is planned to be bomb proof against enemy, air raids. 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