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She smiled, and the radiance of it af- fected Rod just as it had struck Howard. “Then I apologize to you for what I thought of you for not answering. The letter must have been intercepted, and I suspect who did it. But I’m rather glad you didn’t get the letter, because it was sort of silly. I was feeling very badly at the time.” ‘IT wish I had received it,” said Rod, boldly. “It would have changed my views about a lot of things. I felt very harshly about you, Miss Thomas.” ‘‘ And that day I met you in the corridor I was going to thank you for saving me from falling downstairs, but you brushed right by me and gave-me a look that al- most petrified me.” He laughed at the recollection. ‘ That was the time I was feeling most harshly about you. I had just been ordered to my cabin.” “ Do you think I am a perfect idiot?” He gazed at her contentedly. “Certainly not.” “JY was. I have learned a lot since I came on board this ship. In the schools where I was educated they had all sorts of rules and regulations about how a young woman should behave under all circum- stances. The one they insisted upon most emphatically was that a remark from a person who had not been introduced must be ignored in such a pointed way that it would not be repeated. You rather sur- prised me that first day, because I didn’t know any one was near me, and I reacted according to my training.” “You did it darn’ well, world.” She dimpled with her smile. “I felt so sorry for you when I saw how I had squelched you. And then when we came for our deck chairs, and I found you sitting beside us, I am afraid I was conceited enough to think that you were persistent in wanting to know me, and my training got the better of me again.” ‘“‘ After all, it is the way a young lady Vl tell the - should behave.” “Ts it? I wonder. Anyway I am inno- = cent of everything that Ss after that. —— Ee: eu believe ene - SOFT ‘MONEY. “ Of course,” said Rod heartily. “I | a chapter of queer accidents.” = “Tf you hadn’t been such a goose ¢ Le hurried off when you picked me off ‘the Serine stairs we would have been chummy imme-_ diately. And then nothing would have happened.” . “T was a fool.” She nodded affirmatively. Having con- vinced this man that he was to blame for all his misfortunes instead of herself, she < felt much*better. But she wanted to know | — something else. “You know, Mr. McGarry, there i is one thing which bothers me. you hadn’t liked me at all. this talk.” ; She held out her hand, man fashior 0. Rod shook it so heartily that she w. and showed him how he had jamme C rings into her fingers. Then she arose, 2 swayed a bit with the motion of the ties : ‘““Won’t you let me escort you indoors. — She is rolling quite a lot now.” oS With a hand under her left arm he con: ducted her to the first saloon entrance, passing Howard Campbell, who was talk- ing to Mrs. Potter-Dunlap. Howard gazed at the pair with amazement, incredulity and resentment. How had they bec acquainted and friendly in the short » since he had left Rod in his deck chases As the afternoon waned the unever n Pm SO glad v we e ha re appeared | to give herself a shake like a ae Newfoundland dog that has been in swim-