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CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE IN m few frenzied moment* John Mitchell had the full story. Celia had been at List Duncan's home for three days. The girl had arrived there with Jordan. Celia had seemed worried and unhappy but she had demanded —at the price of friendship—that no one should know of her whereabout*. List and her father were the only members of the household who were at home. On this particular evening Mr. Duncan was somewhere in town. “I saw Celia and Tod get into his car,” Lisi went on excitedly. “I was in the living room right behind them and when I heard the car I looked out the window. “I heard Jordan say ‘We’ll be back In no time.’ Then I called, but they didn’t hear me because the car started. It was 4 o'clock then and now it’s after E! I’m afraid there’s been an accident, Mr. Mitchell. What can we do?” "You stay where you are,” Mitchell ordered, ‘‘and if either of them come*, telephone me immediately.” “B*|t don’t you think wc should m astnethlng—?” "I do, indeed, and I’m going to do it! You’ll hear from me later. Ooodby!” Barney had heard the entire conversation. As Mitchell put down the telephone, the young man caught his arm. “The boat?” he cried. "You think she’s with him?” John Mitchell did not answer. He was ordering the car, rummaging for his hat, shouting orders at the butler. Edwards hurried forward with an evening paper to tell them the name of the ship sailing for Havana at 10 p. m. and the number of the pier. Shields had posted himself at the door. "The car’g here!” he cried, raising his voice in keeping with the general hubbub. He opened the door and ran down the steps, Mitchell following. "Drive to pier ” Mitchell told j the chauffeur. "And hurry!” The big motor car pulled away from the curb. Almost immediately it seemed they were in the midst of traffic, detained by a red street signal. The father cursed. His feverish eyes darted to left and right They were off again. The driver chose a less congested street. They were making better time now. Barney Shields consulted his watch and saw that it was after 8:30. "I can’t believe she’d do it!” i Mitchell moaned. “I can’t believe she’d do It!” Shields said nothing. His eyes were glued on the street ahead. The thirty minutes’ trip seemed endless. He did not hear what John Mitchell was saying. If Celia had gone aboard that boat with Tod Jordan it could mean only one thing. It means that Celia loved Jordan. She must love him enough to marry him. There was a lump in Barney’s throat and his lips were dry. A constant chorus dinned over and over in his mind: "If she’s on the ! boat, it means she love. Jordan.” * n , THE motor car swung in a wide i circle and backed against a narrow sidewalk. They had reached the pier. The car scarcely had halted before Mitchell’s hand was on the door. He stepped out and Shields followed. They passed through the doorway marked "Passengers’ Entrance” and hurried up a flight of stairs. The long pier was a confused mass of lights. Men and women standing in groups and others moving about. Piles of baggage, and men in ship's uniforms. Mitchell took the lead and the | young man followed. They walked to the gangplank labeled “First I Class.” "How’re we going to know if they’re here?” Shields asked. "Is I there any way to find that detec- ! tive?” Mitchell shook his head. "Have to go on board,” he said. The man on duty nodded pleasantly as the pair mounted the gangplank. A crowd of young people, obviously a wedding party, were just ahead of them. There was a girl’s shrieking laugh and then the whole group burst into hilarious mirth. In their wake the young people left a trail of rice. The officer on deck greeted them and a second gale of laughter filled the air. "Lots of honeymooners this trip,” the man In unifopn volunteered as Mitchell and Shields stepped aboard. The officer was still smiling.

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"We’re not passengers.” Mitchell explained. ”We wan to see a man who’s sailing. Jordan’s the name.” "You can get the number of his cabin in the purser's office.” The confusion of the pier was multiplied tenfold on the ship. Mitchell and Shields fought their way down the broad staircase aad finally reached the purser’s office. It was some time before an attendant listened to their request. "Jordan?” he asked. "You say the name's Tod Jordan?” A moment later he was nodding and gave them the number of a stateroom which Jordan had engaged. The two men turned away. A j youth in immaculate uniform was i passing and Mitchejl touched his arm. "Can you show us to ?” he asked, mentioning the number of the stateroom. "Yes, sir.” The boy touched his cap and led the way down a corridor. They made a turn to the right. At the far end of the pass- ; ageway a steward was sitting. He rose as he saw them. "Is Mr. Jordan in his stateroom?” ; the youth asked. "He came in, but I think he’s gone.” The steward walked a few steps and knocked at a door. There was no response. "Not in,” the steward announced. "I expect you’ll find him on deck.” "You're sure he isn’t inside?” Mitchell persisted. For answer the man In uniform turned the latch and threw back the door. Mitchell and Shields surveyed the compartment. There was baggage on the floor and an overcoat thrown across the bed. Otherwise the stateroom had 1 n untouched. Certainly it was unoccupied. "Thank you very much," Mitchell said. “We’ll look for him upstairs.” He started away and then turned. “Oh—did you happen to notice if Mr. Jordan was alone when he came In?” "Yes, sir,” the steward answered. "He was alone.” They retraced their steps. As they ! reached the purser's office the youth j who had led the way asked: "Is there anything further I can do for you?” nun T44TITCHELL placed a coin in the boy’s hand. “No,” he said, “I believe not. We'll go outside and see if we can find the gentleman we’re looking for.” They reached the deck. Passengers and farewell parties were still crowding about. Barney stepped forward, shouldering a path through the throng, and Mitchell followed. “How could we ever find any one j in this mix-up?” Shields asked j when they reached a slight clearing. John Mitchell’s jaw was set squarely. "If Jordan’s on this | boat,” he said, "I’m going to have a ' talk with him!” They circled the deck, both eye- 1 ing the changing crowd. Then Shields suggested trying the upper ! deck. He noticed as they went up i Ihe stairs that the hands of his! watch pointed to 9:15. Forty-five ; imutes more and the boat would 1 ■ tail. There were r.ot so many people j on the second deck, but there was no sign of Jordan. Shields was be- | ginning to feel the search was hope- ! less, when his companion stopped I short. "Look!” John Mitchell demanded. ■ Not a dozen yards away a man and a girl were leaning against the railing. The man’s back was to- j ward them, but the girl had turned : and her profile was revealed white and clear-cut against the black sky. Ii was Celia. For an instant Celia gazed up at the man beside her. Then she turned and looked out across the water. , Barney Shields closed his eyes trying to shut out the Sight. Celia! There was no doubt about it. She was there and the man beside her was Tod Jordan. Shields had recognized him instantly. "Walt!” Mitchell said. "I'll get her!” Barney was concealed in the shadows. He watched the father j stride the short distance and touch j Celia’s arm. A startled exclamation fell from the girl’s lips as she faced about. Jordan straightened, but before he could speak Mitchell had begun: “Celia, what’s the meaning of this?” the father demanded. "Have you lost your senses? You’re coming home with me—at once! This is outrageous—!” "Oh, no, she’s not going with you!” Jordan cut in. His scowl

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and tone were both angry. "She’s going to stay right here I” “Celia—l tell you come at once!” Mitchell spoke as though he had not heard the young man. He had taken Celia’s arm and now he ! tugged at it, urging her from the railing. n m THE girl did not move. Her brown eyes held Mitchell’s | steadily. Her cheeks were flushed, but otherwise she showed no sign af excitement. "I’m not going with you, father,” she said slowly. Mitchell seemed speechless. Then he burst forth violently: i "But I tell you you will! Good God, Celia—do you know what you’re saying? Do you know what this means? You’ll go with me now and no more nonsense about it. Do as I tell you!” The girl drew back, leaning both arms against the deck railing. She seemed completely sure of herself. Barney Shields, watching from the shadows, caught himself marveling at the fine white line of her throat. Her lips looked very red and her eyes never had been more lustrous. "I am not going.” Celia repeated, "and there is nothing that you can do about it. I have my own life to live and I intend to live it in my own way. "I don’t want to quarrel with you, father, but don’t you see it was a mistake to expect me to fit into the life that suits you? I’m sorry, but it couldn’t be done, that’s all; Tod understands me. We’re g<)ing to be happy together. Won’t you give us your blessing?” “I’ll not have it, I tell you! I won’t stand for it!” Jordar had placed his arm about Celia protectively. "Haven’t we had about enough of this?” he asked menacingly. "You’ve no right to interfere: you know Celia’s 18 and we love each other—” Barney Shields acted on impulse. Seeing Celia in Jordan's embrace was more than he could endure. Without realizing what he was doing, Shields sprang toward the little group. “Celia,” he cried, "please come away! You can’t really mean what you’re saying. Won’t you let us take you home? Please, Celia.” The girl was startled. Hen pale cheeks became a shade whiter and for the barest instant her gaze faltered. Then she laughed. I "Well, there's quite a party to ! see me off! No, thanks, Barney, it’s too late now to change my plans. Wish me a pleasant voyage, won't you?” Their eyes met. Then without a word Shields turned and walked away. As he went downstairs he heard a booming voice call:"All ashore who’s going ashore!” (To Be Continued) G. 0, P. IS HARD UP First Time in Two Years Without Cash on Hand. Bu Scrfrvs.ff award, Newsvaner Alliance WASHINGTON, Nov. 19.—For the first time since Hoover won two years ago the Republican national committee is without a substantial balance in the bank, The financial condition was the subject of a conference this week among officials of the committee and President Hoover, Treasurer Joseph R. Nutt of Cleveland reported that all debts incurred in the recent campaign have been paid and that there is a small sum left. But Nutt also pointed out that if the committee is to continue the maintenance of large and expensive neadquarters in Washington and carry on an "educational” campaign for the next two years, as some Republican leaders think is necessary additional funds will have to be raised. The last statement filed by Treasurer Nutt with the clerk of the house showed a balance on hand of $6,923.27 on Oct. 31. BASIN STATES FACE BOULDER DAM SUIT Arizona Seeks Injunction to Block $165,000,000 Project. Bu Serious. Howard \cwßPaDer Alliance. WASHINGTON, Nov. 19. A council of war among the six Colorado river basin states will be held here Friday to formulate plans for meeting the legal assault upon them and the United States government by Arizona. Arizona, opposing the seven-state pact, the Swing-Johnson bill and the whole Boulder dam setup, has filed an injunction suit to stay the government’s hand in the building of the $165,000,000 project. The government and its allies, the six other states of the basin, must file their answers in tire United States supreme court by Jan. 5. The action is brought against Ray Lyman Wilbur, secretary of the interior, and California. Nevada. Utah, Colorado, New Mexico and Wyoming.

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