"
Joan shuddered.
"To tell the truth," she confessed, "we were very much afraid to land on
Guadalcanar. I read in the 'Sailing Directions' that the natives were
treacherous and hostile. Some day I should like to go to Malaita. Are
there any plantations there?"
"Not one. Not a white trader even."
"Then I shall go over on a recruiting vessel some time."
"Impossible!" Sheldon cried. "It is no place for a woman."
"I shall go just the same," she repeated.
"But no self-respecting woman--"
"Be careful," she warned him. "I shall go some day, and then you may be
sorry for the names you have called me."
CHAPTER VI--TEMPEST
It was the first time Sheldon had been at close quarters with an American
girl, and he would have wondered if all American girls were like Joan
Lackland had he not had wit enough to realize that she was not at all
typical. Her quick mind and changing moods bewildered him, while her
outlook on life was so different from what he conceived a woman's outlook
should be, that he was more often than not at sixes and sevens with her.
He could never anticipate what she would say or do next. Of only one
thing was he sure, and that was that whatever she said or did was bound
to be unexpected and unsuspected.
Pages:
46
47
48
49
50
51
52
53
54
55
56
57
58
59
60
61
62
63
64
65
66
67
68
69
70