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How the girl stuck to her guns!

"That. of a restless. rather reck- ‘less vital, gallant person. with the idea firmly fixed in your immature imind that you're cut. out for ed- ‘ventilre. Please don't. get angry- you asked for it!"

i "I'm not in the least angry. Why don't. you think I could be

ian adventurer?"

-"I'll tell you. Miss Manson. Oh. I know that you've tried your hand

at surf-riding. and speed-boating: that you go well to hounds; that you're game for any now experi- ence with a spice of risk to it-"

"Well?"

Something suddenly snapped in Rupert Larrimore. He took a step forwards. and took the girl by the lshouldcrs. His fingers bruised her, but she neither flinched nor re- _coiled. "Yoirro simply not facing lthe facts!" he said harshly. "I lknow that you may break your ‘neck hunting-hut. the odds are that you won't. You've your friends lall round you, and you trot home lto tea. You don't. know a thing about real adventure — what it's like to fly blind in a fog for hours when you're milcs and miles from land; when you've no audience to encourage you to pretend how itrave you are; when your inside ,hss turned to water; when the rains freezing on your goggles so |that you can't see your instru- ments .I tell you there's nothing in the least romantic about real adventure."

"But. that's why I've admired you so much. I can imagine it all!"

“Ratsl" snarled Larrimore. "No one can imagine it till they've been through it. And that's why the ad- venturer isn't a bit of a romantic figure. but an almighty fool! I took on that Pacific flight for a bet. and I've taken on this job of your father's for hard cash!"

"You can't stop me from admir- ing you. you know." said Carol softly. "May I sit down agsln. please?"

l Larrimore dropped his hands. muttering an apology. "I can un- derstand your uncle's motive." he lsaid hastily, to cover his em-

lbarrassment. “But where do you

icome in?"

I "Just. to prove how wrong you late." said carol calmly, arranging

,the folds of her frock. "'I‘here ls romance in an adventure. I don't

_care how_much you rub in

‘point of view with your beautiful

strong fingers!"

Larrimore winced. "I'm sorry. I let myself go~for the first time |for weeks. It was unpsrdonable of me—'

"O please!‘

"Of course.’ larrimore went on. "There's another possibility. I may he just piling on the melodrama. Perhaps I've Just-lost my nerve."

"You?"

"Yes. You mow - I'm not reel- ly the ill-mannered boor I've shown myself today. But since that arse-h I've felt somehow-dined!"

He made a baffled awkward movement oi’ one arm, and his lips twltched.

"Is it—the result of the court- martial?" asked the girl gently.

"I don't think so. I'm not the type to be really happy in any Service. It's poor young Ferqu- harson I can't get out of my head."

"But you couldn't help it - I was there—I saw."

"O it was an accident all right -but one of us misjudged the dis- tance. What I do know is that there was one split second in which I had to decide Just how those two machines should come together - and I chose to save my own bacon."

Carol shuddered. "Not deliber- ately," she whispered.

"No," admitted Landmore. "I don't think it was deliberate. I'm pretty sure it was subconscious - it was all so quick. But there it was. I killed that boy as surely as if I'd shot him through the

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“This is melodrama. Mr. Larri- more. You're letting your imagina- tion play tricks with your nerves."

Larrimorc flopped, rather than sat. on the end of the soft, and knucklod his forehead. To Carol he seem-ed suddenly very mudh like a small boy, horribly hurt. and pathetically ignorant of what had hurt him. She wanted to comfort him, but. she could not see how it could be done. So she simply sat still with infinite pity in her eyes.

Larrimore looked up with a jerk. "This won't do." he said fiercely. "Now you can see why I'm glad to have a Job of work to do sgnin. Anyway I've given myself away good and proper. And you must have dressed yourself up and cut your party just to meet the ad- venturer! I'm sorry to have dis- appointed you eo horribly."

"I only scented to know you

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better, Mr. Larrimoref" The airman achieved a lop-sided smile , "MiKht we shake hands on that —without prejudice?" Carol went on. '

rather

"I think perhaps we might," said Larrimore. "Wasn't it. the proverbial schoolboy who said that one's friends were the people who knew one well-and liked one in spite of it!" v

They shook hands accordingly with a curiously-embarrassed fny. maiily. And their hands were 5cm clasped when Antony Bothern opened the door and walked in.

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(To be continued)

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