The day book. [volume], September 26, 1913, Image 18

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A LUCKY ACCIDENT
T By Elizabeth Schoen Cobb.
"Miss Perry, I fear we have lost our
reckoning."
Very pleasantly, most confidingly
Helen Perry looked' up into the face
of Roy Lawrence.
"In fact I have no idea of the
whereabouts of the yacht," went on
the young man.
Again that placid almost comfort
ing look, as though nothing mattered
"Then We Cannot Go Much Further."
save the soft summer sea, the siren
singing breezes, the bright opaline
waters.
"I declare you must think me
stupid. I deserve a good wholesome
rating 1" Roy scolded himself. "I
should not have brought this alarm
to you "
"I am not alarmed one bit, Mr.
Lawrence," said Helen assuringly.
"And I don't see how I am going
to locate the Neptune."
"I trusted myself to you," said
Helen evenly, 'the radiant content
ment of her lovely face not abating
one whit. "You will do the best you
can. Why bother?"
Roy Lawrence gave a secret gasp
surprise, satisfaction, delight. He
had been glum all that day. He had
brightened up at noontide when Miss
Perry, a twinkle of rash mischief in
her eyes, had suggested that they
steal away from the big yacht in the
little motor boat. Then had come
the delirious joy of being alone in the
company of the one being he fervent
ly loved and now every token of
voice and smile told that she was
contented to ignore friends, storm
and night, to thus sweep on as if they
were the only two in the world.
"I don't understand it," murmured
Roy to himself. "She does not "wear
the rosette. She has not alluded to
the letter. She was jolly with the Gir
tons all the morning."
They were two of a party who had
come down from 'Frisco for a vaca
tion cruise. Aboard the steam yacht
Neptune there had been Harold Gir
ton, his sister Netta, Mrs. Bryce, his
aunt and the chaperon of the party,
Helen, the crew and himself.
Both he and Girton were in love
with the beautiful Helen, who was a
close college friend of Netta. Girton
was the host, owned the yacht and
Roy had felt at a disadvantage all
along. Still, Helen had been equally
gracious to both of them. She had
shared the moonlight drifting fairly.
The day before Roy had come to a
desperate decision. He had seen Gir
ton very close to Helen in a deck
promenade. He wrote Helen a note.
In it he avowed his love in an impetu
ous, but manly, fashion. The next day
was a national holiday. They were
to have quite a patriotic fete, there
along the lonely South American,
coast. He enclosed a pretty rosette.
If she could find it in her heart to
smile on his suit, would she wear it
next morning?
He had slipped the envelope und,er
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