Sunset Voyage by Lawrence G
16 Sunset Voyage By Lawrence G. Blochman ILL ij ST RATED BY HARRY MORSE MEYERS The Story Thus Far: upper berth dismantled, and, in the weeks since the Kumo-maru had been tediously following the coast CCUSED during a senatorial investifjation of being a Japa line of the two Americas, he had with heavy-handed A nese agent, P. G. Bonner, a wealthy silk importer, dies under mysterious circumstances. Then, his funeral services masculine neatness created a sort of homey atmos over, his daughter, Dorothy, disappears. Ten days later, Glen phere. Larkin's glance was taking in the souvenirs Larkin, correspondent for the Seven Seas Newspaper Alliance, of ports of call, arranged about the cabin—Mexican receives orders in San Francisco to take passage on the Kumo- maru, upon which (unknown to America) Dorothy Bonner is pottery, Indian baskets, carved hardwoods, painted sailing. clay statuettes—when he heard the key turn in the When the boat goes through the Golden Gate, Larkin is lock. He looked up, puzzled. aboard. Also, the girl. It soon becomes evident that the young "I hope, Mr. Willowby," he said, "that your inten correspondent has enemies about him. Someone breaks into his luggage, searches it. He suspects his cabin-mate, General tions are strictly honorable." Rodriguez, a Peruvian; but he has no evidence against the "I wanted to speak to you privately," murmured South American. Then an insolent young person—Charles Willowby in a low voice. "It's about that wireless Frayle—goes out of his way to be disagreeable. And Larkin feels sure that others on the ship are keeping a none too business." friendly eye on him.
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