Clip the Camera Clues.

Auckland Star, Volume LXX, Issue 95, 24 April 1939, Page 17

Clip the Camera Clues.

"No," Gail informed her. "They'll dance pretty much all night." Grafton stood up uncertainly. "Well, let's push off. I suppose we've seen all there really is to see ?" "What say we have a swim?" Gibbons suggested. Sir George nodded an enthusiastic endorsement of the idea. "It would be capital." "In this moonlight especially," Cora Sue added. "Sold! And the sooner the better," Ward cried. "Let's get going." Leaving another quart of champagne ae a thanks offering, the whole party started down the steps.

"What about Creepy?" Gail eaid as, etill in his regalia, the boatman came panting up. "He'd like to dance some more." "It is his place to remember that lie is my servant first and a dancer second," Barbara declared in owlish dignity. "Smith is employed for our convenience." "But, Ma'am," the boatman begged. "Couldn't ve stay juet vun more dance? Die is de big—" "No. Take off those ridiculous geegaws and hurry abput it. My guests wieh to return to the ieland. You will get the launch going as quickly as possible." Without a word Creepy turned away, melted with the-. dark and ten minutes later - reappeared aboard the Dart. But he never once turned his head when the guests climbed aboard. , Had he not confined himself to a single glase of champagne Major Roger AUenby could have sworn he had drunk half a dozen, so delightful felt the night wind —warm, yet refreshing. There was, he realised, a fair amount of wind rising, but it was not yet enough to make the Castle Harbour rough. On the ocean side of the inlands, however, rollers were rumbling louder than they had during the firet day or so of the house party.

flimsy garments with such good grace that Sir George, viewing her fixedly from the background, seemed startled. "All righ'." Barney Grafton roared. "Ladies to the left of the fire and gents to the right! We'll have no stripteasers on Treasure Cove until we've had our swim at least," In a group the men sought the screening of a clump of cedars and passing beyond them, dkrobed on the beach. Judging from giggles in an opposite direction, the ladies, too, were undressing with more haste than decorum.