Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 7 April 1938 — Page 20

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‘EASTER CRUISE : By Marion White

(Copyright. 1938. NEA Service. Inc.) : CAST OF CHARACTERS ‘JOYCE MILNER, heroine; she took an Easter Cruise. “irs : DICK HAMILTON, hero; he bumped into the heroine. ISOBEL PORTER, {raveler; she sought a8 mate,

- Yesterday: Bound on her first Easter I Cruise, Joyce Milner loses her pocket‘book overboard. Angry, she tells the * jJoung man who was the cause of her accident that “bills don’t grow on trees. . o . ’ . CHAPTER TWO HE Empress plowed her path through - the midnight waters, her $ecks cleared, the lights in her .fdeserted public rooms turned low. ~ In Suite A-14, reserved for a Mr. and red-nosed man lay on his de luxe bed and snored in colorful, oblivi©us abandon. From across the room a stern, sour-visaged woman surveyed him with contempt and fore-

Jboding as she slowly removed: her diamonds and placed them in the alligator bag. : : “Drunken fool!” his wife hissed, glaring at the ridiculous picture he made. “You'll be sorry before this trip is over. . .'.” . ~ One .deck below, in. Room-and-Bath B-114—recently assigned by the purser to Mrs. Gladys Porter, - cruise hostess, and daughter—a tall, shrewd-looking woman, with care‘fully coiffed and hennaed hair, strode up and down impatiently. She held a passenger list in her hand, and from time to time she adjusted a dainty lorgnette to peer at it more closely. Only one name, Jowever, seemed to interest her, ‘and she repeated it frequently, under her breath. “Richard Hamilton. Richard Hamilton IIL.” - “Richard Hamilton III. Oh, where is Isobel? Where is she?” Presently Isobel appeared, and her mother pulled her quickly into their stateroom, shut the door. “Isobel!” she demanded, “where have you been until this hour?” ° Isobel, delicate, pale blond, and sophisticated, stifled a yawn. I met a man and we sat talking in the lounge.” A gleam of hope brightened Mrs. Porter’s eyes. “Who was this man?” Isobel shrugged. “I don’t know. His name was Gregory. He wasn't bad. TI asked him to sit at the doctor’s table with us. . .;.” “Why did you do that? | “Well, it's always handy to have an escort on tap from the beginfing, . | Mrs. Porter wrung her hands in exasperation. “Isobel! How many times must I tell you not to pick up the first man you meet on a cruise. Do you know who's aboard?” “Who?” : “Richard Hamilton III. The son of the president of National Rubber...” # ” ” ] JSOBEL began taking off her shoes, ummpressed. “There are lots of people named Hamilton,” she pointed out. l

“Don’t you suppose I made sure?” her mother demanded efficiently. “I checked very carefully’ with the purser. Here he is, the wealthiest young man you've ever had an opportunity to meet, and you must pick up a nobody named Gregory.” “Don’t “nag!” Isobel implored, pouting. “I'll meet Mr. Hamilton. But let me ‘get a look at him before you marry me off. . . J” - And yet another deck below, in next-to-minimum rate Single Room C-214, Joyce Milner pressed her nose against the heavy glass of the porthole and stared dismally out at the blue-green foam. - “A fine beginning to a Big Adventure,” she- thought gloomily. “Not a dime to buy an ice cream cone if I go ashore. . . .” Indeed, why go ashore? The tickets for shore excursions were gone. For that one glamorous night in gay Havana, where husky girls swayed to the original rhumba, and dark, handsome senors kissed fingertips . . . or Jamaica, with .its blue coves and lagoons, bordered with royal palms and dotted with the brilliance of tropical flowerings . . . She sighed, deeply and drearily. “I might as well get some sleep,” she finally decided. ‘Things never * look so gloomy in the morning....” = ” =

-A ND the next morning things did look better. Her brown curls tucked under a bright blue beret, the fur collay of | her tweed coat turned up in back, - Joyce ventured out on deck. °° The air was cold and clear, but during the night the wind had died down, and this morning the = was - calm and repentant. As she walked avound the deck, she stopped, involuntarily, at ‘he _.spot of her disastrous encounter the - night before, and looked over the rail. A moment alter someone drew - alongside and stood next to her. ~ “Is not there,” a familiar voice said to her. “I've looked myself.” She turned quickly and looked up at the young man who had caused it "all

a oo ~~ She noticed, in the bright light of early morning, that he was not at all a bad-looking young man. She liked the clear, strong cut of his “chin, the sturdy set of his shoul- - ders; she saw that his eyes were the same bright blue of the ocean. “I'd like to tell you again,” he of- .. fered, “how sorry I am.” - Contrite, Joyce smiled at him. “It wasn’t your fault,” she admitted. “It was altogether an accident. I guess -I was more angry because you made so light of my loss.” “But I didn’t mean to do that. I was relieved to discover that it was “an amount which I could replace—” “Not at all,” Joyce cut him short. “After all, it was an accident, and _J¥you don’t know me—” a oS like to. My name’s Hamilton —Dick Hamilton. Will you accept the introduction, so that I can start _to make amends?” - | ; She nodded. “I'm Joyce Milner. ...> He held out his hand and grinned. . “A girl named Joyce should never “bawl a fellow out the way you did me. Come into the lounge a moment, will you, and look at some»~4hing?” : : » » i. URIOUS, she went in with him, _\4 waited while he stopped at the *hip’s gift shop and picked up a ackage, already wrapped. ; “I hope youll find these things satisfactory. I had nothing to go on, you know.” | . in surprise.

Joyce looked at him “But what are they?" ; - “Amends,” hie, toi her. briefly.

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