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THE GIRL IN GRAY
By Harold Carter
(Copyright by W. G. Chapman.)
Jimmy Jarrold was going home to
die. At the age of 33 -he had been
taken ill on his annual European trip.
The doctor -whom he consulted had
sent him to a surgeon and the sur
geon had informed him that only one
man in the world might save his life.
That was Bethany of New York.
"We've tried that operation here,"
he said, "but none of us has Beth
any's technic. You have about one
chance in fifty of surviving, and that
depends I speak frankly on how
your life has been spent."
Jimmy Jarrold, many times a mil
lionaire, had thanked him and re
tired, without volunteering any in
formation as to how his life had been
spent. Jimmy Jarrold preferred to
think that over in the solitude of his
For 15 years he had squandered
his princely fortune in devious ways.
He reflected with a tinge of regret,
but much philosophical resignation,
that life had never had any meaning
for him. He was not at all afraid to
die. He was rather glad, in fact
Jimmy had been spoiled by his
money. He had never been happy.
He had never been generous, never
done anything to help a fellow mor
tal He had never been in love. He
had simply been a selfish ass.
Now that life was almost at an end
for him he was conscious o'f a wistful
regret for all this. He wished that
he could taste the joys of life, if only
for a minute. He wished something
could happen to him that would lift
him out of his selfish self and make
him forget himself. He was aware
of a new interest in his scrutiny of
his fellow-passengers. He watched
the girl in gray, for instance. He sat
near her at the table and even at the
fourth meal he perceived that she
seemed utterly indifferent to him, al
though a fellow-diner had addressed
him by his name, which Jarrold knew
must mean a lot to everybody who
heard it He wondered whether Miss
Jamieson was going to America on
business or pleasure, whether she
was rich or poor. He wondered how
it was that all his wealth only
seemed to interest women of a cer
tain type, and not the marrying type.
He wondered a great deal, aware all
the time of the throbbing pain in his
side and the black specks before his
Afternoon of the second day out!
They were passing the south coast of
Rushing To and Fro '"
Ireland. Jimmy was watching the
passengers. Some, who had already
found their sealegs, were playing
quoits; others, seated in deck chairs,
were beginning incipient flirtations.
Jimy was alone, as usual. The girl
in gray was also alone.
"Hello!" thought Jimmy.
The ship had change direction
and appeared to be heading due
north. Jimmy wondered why. Then
he saw something white come rip
pling toward him through the water.