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ng up； bining the best features of both； and an army of good men go on the town。 Good men and true； moaning about the vanished days and maybe landing in jobs like this one of mine。〃 He was silent for a moment。 〃Well； sir； anything I can do for you … as a mutual friend of Tim's …〃
〃As a friend of Tim's；〃 smiled John Quincy； 〃I'll not hesitate to mention it。〃
Sadly Bowker went on down the deck。 John Quincy sat lonely again。 A couple passed； walking close； talking in low tones。 He recognized Jennison and his cousin。 〃Between us we ought to be able to keep this young woman entertained；〃 Jennison had said。 Well； John Quincy reflected； his portion of the entertainment promised to be small。
CHAPTER V
The Blood Of The Winterslips
THE DAYS that followed proved that he was right。 He seldom had a moment alone with Barbara。 When he did； Jennison seemed always to be hovering near by； and he did not long delay making the group a threesome。 At first John Quincy resented this； but gradually he began to feel that it didn't matter。
Nothing appeared to matter any more。 A great calm had settled over the waters and over John Quincy's soul。 The Pacific was one vast sheet of glass； growing a deeper blue with every passing hour。 They seemed to be floating in space in a world where nothing ever happened； nothing could happen。 Quiet restful days gave way to long brilliant nights。 A little walk； a little talk； and that was life。
Sometimes John Quincy chatted with Madame Maynard on the deck。 She who had known the Islands so many years had fascinating tales to tell； tales of the monarchy and the missionaries。 The boy liked her immensely； she was a New Englander at heart despite her glamourous lifetime in Hawaii。
Bowker； too； he found excellent pany。 The steward was that rarity even among college graduates； an educated man； there was no topic upon which he could not discourse at length and brilliantly。 In John Quincy's steamer trunk were a number of huge imposing volumes … books he had been meaning to tackle long ago； but it was Bowker who read them； not John Quincy。
As the days slipped by； the blue of the water deepened to ultramarine； the air grew heavier and warmer。 Underfoot throbbed the engines that were doing their best for Barbara and an early landing。 The captain was optimistic； he predicted they would make port late Monday afternoon。 But Sunday night a fierce sudden storm swept down upon them； and lashed the ship with a wet fury until dawn。 When the captain appeared at luncheon Monday noon； worn by a night on the bridge； he shook his head。
〃We've lost our bet； Miss Barbara；〃 he said。 〃I can't possibly arrive off Honolulu before midnight。〃
Barbara frowned。 〃But ships sail at any hour；〃 she reminded him。 〃I don't see why … if we sent radios ahead …〃
〃No use；〃 he told her。 〃The Quarantine people keep early hours。 No； I'll have to lay by near the channel entrance until official sunrise … about six。 We'll get in ahead of the Matsonia in the morning。 That's the best I can offer you。〃
〃You're a dear； anyhow；〃 Barbara smiled。 〃That old storm wasn't your fault。 We'll drown our sorrow to…night with one last glorious dance … a costume party。〃 She turned to Jennison。 〃I've got the loveliest fancy dress … Marie Antoinette … I wore it at college。 What do you say； Harry？〃
〃Fine！〃 Jennison answered。 〃We can all dig up some sort of costume。 Let's go。〃
Barbara hurtled off to spread the news。 After dinner that evening she appeared； a blonde vision straight from the French Court； avid for dancing。 Jennison had rigged up an impromptu pirate dress； and was a striking figure。 Most of the other passengers had donned weird outfits； on the Pacific boats a fancy dress party is warmly weled and amusingly carried out。
John Quincy took small part in the gaiety； for he still suffered from New England inhibitions。 At a little past eleven he drifted into the main saloon and found Madame Maynard seated there alone。
〃Hello；〃 she said。 〃e to keep me pany。 I've sworn not to go to bed until I see the light on Diamond Head。〃
〃I'm with you；〃 John Quincy smiled。
〃But you ought to be dancing； boy。 And you're not in costume。〃
〃No；〃 admitted John Quincy。 He paused； seeking an explanation。 〃A … a fellow can't make a fool of himself in front of a lot of strangers。〃
〃I understand；〃 nodded the old lady。 〃It's a fine delicacy； too。 But rather rare； particularly out this way。〃
Barbara entered； flushed and vibrant。 〃Harry's gone to get me a drink；〃 she panted。 She sat down beside Mrs。 Maynard。 〃I've been looking for you； my dear。 You know； you haven't read my palm since I was a child。 She's simply wonderful …〃 this to John Quincy。 〃Can tell you the most amazing things。〃
Mrs。 Maynard vehemently shook her head。 〃I don't read 'em any more；〃 she said。 〃Gave it up。 As I've grown older； I've e to understand how foolish it is to peer into the future。 To…day … that's enough for me。 That's all I care to think about。〃
〃Oh； please；〃 the girl pouted。
The old woman took Barbara's slim hand in hers； and studied the palm for a moment。 John Quincy thought he saw a shadow cross her face。 Again she shook her head。
〃Carpe diem；〃 she said。 〃Which my nephew once translated as 'grab the day。' Dance and be happy to…night； and let's not try to look behind the curtain。 It doesn't pay； my dear。 Take an old woman's word for that。〃
Harry Jennison appeared in the door。 〃Oh； here you are；〃 he said。 〃I've got your drink waiting in the smoking…room。〃
〃I'm ing；〃 the girl said； and went。 The old woman stared after her。
〃Poor Barbara；〃 she murmured。 〃Her mother's life was none too happy； either …〃
〃You saw something in her hand …〃 John Quincy suggested。
〃No matter；〃 the old lady snapped。 〃There's trouble waiting for us all； if we look far enough ahead。 Now； let's go on deck。 It's getting on toward midnight。〃
She led him out to the starboard rail。 A solitary light； like a star； gleamed in the distance。 Land； land at last。 〃Diamond Head？〃 John Quincy asked。
〃No；〃 she said。 〃That's the beacon on Makapuu Point。 We shall have to round Koko Head before we sight Honolulu。〃 She stood for a moment by the rail； one frail hand resting upon it。 〃But that's Oahu；〃 she said gently。 〃That's home。 A sweet land； boy。 Too sweet； I often think。 I hope you'll like it。〃
〃I'm sure I shall；〃 replied John Quincy gallantly。
〃Let's sit down here。〃 They found deck chairs。 〃Yes； a dear land；〃 she went on。 〃But we're all sorts； in Hawaii … just as it is the whole world over … honest folks and rascals。 From the four corners of the globe men e to us … often because they were no longer wele at home。 We offer them a paradise； and some repay us by being good citizens； while others rot away。 I often think it will take a lot of stamina to make good in Heaven … and Hawaii is the same。〃
The tall emaciated figure of the Reverend Mr。 Upton appeared before them。 He bowed。 〃Good evening； Madame。 You're nearly home。〃
〃Yes；〃 she said。 〃Glad of it； too。〃
He turned to John Quincy。 〃You'll be seeing Dan Winterslip in the morning； young man。〃
〃I expect I shall；〃 John Quincy replied。
〃Just ask him if he recalls that day on Apiang Island in the 'eighties。 Th