1936-01-17 — Page 11

"THE CHINA-MAIL, FRIDAY, JANUARY 17, 1936.

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(Continued from Page 9)

Singapore! The endless shut

of life in that halfway house ween India and China left him eathless. He moved dazedly in e sight of the luxuriant beauty -

the Malay women, the alt- ed garner sails, the glamoLI, t and perfume which he knew fore he had ever seen thern ven the shimmering dust held kien-sequins in its spirals, and at opal expanse was still more" credibly the Java Sea

There was Vladivostock, with its ark, woodcut attractiveness, pro- ded you had an eye for composi- on.

A wintry, uncompromising ort of lure, yet with a subtle pro-: hise of peace at dusk, whenever here happened to be a softly"fall- hg reil of snow with the lamp- ight shining through

There was Guadalajara, lazing the lap of history: a place of dancing colour and mission bells bone along the rain. * Hideaway

Peshawar, barbaric in the car- row shadow of moon, electric with the air of confict, where the mystery of the East seemed to turk behind every curtained door- way. Memory could be extir- guished here. But Hawaiian beaches could do the same thing, and far more gracefully. Mr. By- water restored his soul watching the restful curve of the strands. and the twilights of rose and star and silver. He listened to the chanting around the gleaming celba bonfires, the celestial dimi- nuendo as they faded to. jewelled embers, and told himself that he need go no further.

...

Then Zanzibar came beckoning toward him with its labyrinth of furtive streets and its theatrical

vistas of jet black doors set in creamy walls, with the scarlet acacias rising from unseen gat dens. And tribal drums at night. of the like the pulsing beat steamy best of Africa. Then For- with moss, 2 drowsing island stately groves of camphor trees, blue by distance, and above them. leave, long as though loath to

rolling clouds, rosy in the after- glow, slowly crumbling to violet ash. Hideaway.

Finally Cadiz, in almost biblical repose beneath a moon of platinum. looking the way one liked to think with its Jerusalem should look.

rounded and rectangled roofs of white. Colour was only a memory under that chill magnificence, ef light and dark. And from there. with almost a year behind him, Mr. Bywater sailed for home be- cause it seemed the decent thing to do.

A month or so to talk things over with his wife, for she was a -reasonable woman, and would un- derstand why he could never again! bury himself. He had cabled at regular, intervals. assuring her of his safety, and now there was an He answer "Hurry back love" smiled at the economy of words. and also at a message from the chief saying that the old job was waiting.

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He was still smiling as he turn- ed the corner into the shade-dap pled stretches of Meeting Street and what Mrs. Bywater said te him, and he to her also is nobody's" business, but as they were quite fond of one another there was no necessity to gush. After supper he leaned back in the wing chair and admired her anew, while she! drew her own chair much closer than usual

"You're so brown and sort of reckless," she said appraisingly,i "and your hands are swirl Was! it all very wonderful?

Mr. Bywater made exthnafastic noises

"You never sent me any news! but those cables," she went on, "and I'd like to hear something. About that first place, Barran- quilla, for instance. Tell me about

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into silence, staring puzzledly at

the fireplace. All he could remem-

-ber of Barranquills was the stench: of rotting fruit and the files-infest-

ed flats at ebb tide. Quter! What was it that had fascinated him that first crystal morning. He gave it up, worriedly, and groped for a substitute. Ah, Sin-1 gapore, there was a town! He went sliding down the banister of memory, only to recal with a joit that Sh

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