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CHAPTER TWELVE

HE SAW HER again, later in thé morning, talking in 16W, earnest tones’ to Halsey and he presumed it was about MacDowell. How much of ‘their conversation she had overheard he could not tell; hoped it wasn’t too much. Hé was doubly glad he had informed Halsey he was ready to returh to Néw York. In that way, wouldn't be hurt. * Dark-eyed,

alternately reéadifig and - napping. The tension seemed t6 have missed her completely. As for the professor: he was off some place, poking around. Anthro-

pologically or otherwise, there was| .

plenty to study on Abas island. There was packing to do. In such | is a way does man Shit the “door of the past and enter the high road of

had gathered about him in six years. Bits of coral, books, pipes; articles of clothing that soon would be useless; a riding crop made of a shark’s spine; a voodoo mabk. Ih the way of persofial Possessions, there wasn't much. Not much, éven, of memories. A Hurricane, & few sunsets, a few long, lagy swims in the jade green sea. A respectable bank account in Sait Thomas; “I suppose they'll attach that, if they haven't alréady,” heé told Hitnselt bitterly.” # x 0 HALSEY CAME in wheh Talcott was snapping the lock of his trunk. Halsey’s manner was businesslike and brusque and eye-avoiding. “The supply boat arrives at noon?” he

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“Usually.” “Do you think they can accommodate us?” “I'll be very much surprised if they can’t.” Halsey nodded and went out.

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advice. He'd merely asked for and received a definite answer. This was his one day of management. Let him for this day make his owh decisions. And then let him uns make them when he got a logk at the supply boat. Talcott had gone to the terrace

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ing for Halsey. Struthers was carrying a bulky envelope whose purpose was too plain to be ignored; his precious “evidence” manufactured out of full fabric. “Halsey went off with Miss Paterson,” Bill Talcott said in neither eivility nor disrespect. Struthers scoweld hesitated. y understand MacDowell was attempt ing some advice,” he said. “I thought it was customary for an officer of the law to inform the prisoner of his rights,” Talcott re torted. Struthers made no answer, turning, marched away. Martha Swenson had been dos ing in a chair and the auditor's arrival had awakened her. Her puzzled eyes turned to Bill Talcott. “Prisoner?” she asked in her husky, disturbing voice. “Who is the prisoner? This I do not understand!” “I'm the lucky guy,” he answered cheerfully. “And I dont understand it either, which. makes us even.” “Ah, a poleetical prisoner,” she said with understanding which showed that she didn’t understand at all :

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Sebastien’s bandaged arm. Fervently Bill Talcott wished it was over. Halsey's dismay was ludicrous. “Is this the boat?” he demanded as the scummy, square-sailed sloop camé alongside. “This is it,” Talcott nodded. June Paterson's nose Sought an evel higher altitude. “I'm certainly not going to ride in that!” she an« nounced as she inspected the assortment of cattle, goats, chickens and piles of fruit on ts deck. “Good heavens!” “Oh, they can find room,” Tale cott murmured. “It's amazing what these fellows can do.” She turned her head to stare at him. “Perhaps you don’t mind riding with pigs,” she said icily. “But

“You don't have to ride with the pigs. We could probably bunk you in with & nice cow—" Halsey came over. “This isn't funny!” he snapped. “I might have suspected. This. is an awful turn of - affairs. The mailboat won't be back in time. * And this is out of the ® Susstion)* The black captain, to whom oartes was cargo and phssengers Were “ regardless of the num-

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