The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1901-01-13

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she answered, with white face.
He strained still more and the boat fairly
danced through the water. The perspira-
ton was streaming down his bronzed face
and neck.
How much more?" he said thickly, as
another shot went harmlessly over their
heads.
Barely a undre yeards.' She looked
round. They can't do II. They've noticed
us on the yacht-a man is coming down
the companion way n is watching for
u.s."
only thirty yards." she exclaimed, then
up. We're safe!"
Another two minutes and their boat
grazed the companionway OF the yacht. on
which a young Englishman was standing.
Martin dropped his oars and looked mp at
him with a ~half-dazed expression. Then
he gave a start.
.Brod." he exclaimed huskily.
The Englishman looked down on the
bronzed face in amazement-
my Godv' he exclaimed. IT'S Martini
Martin stood up unsteadily in the boat.
There's a revolution over there and
the devils are after this lady" He jerked
the words out with difficulty. "Will you
give us a passage out of the way-to save
her life and mine"
'Of course L WILL" cried Brodham.
Come along; the anchor will be VI in two
minutes. Great Scot, what a coincidence
to run across you here!"
He helped Estelle out of the boat, and
soon they were all standing on the deck.
In a quarter of an hour they were under
way. Martin stood leaning over the taft
rail, Estelle by his side, watching San
NPeguro slowly fade from view.
Were through!'' he cried with a deep
sigh of relief. He turned round as if to
move away, took two or three stumbling
steps, then sank down on the deck ex-
hausted
Nearly a week passed. One evening after
dinner Brodham and Martin were strolling
the deck together. 1t was a perfect night,
the sea calm, the slightest breeze just
rufhing its surface, and the yacht was cut
ting its way easily along at fifteen knots
Brodham took the cigar from his mouth.
The pair had not been speaking for some
moments.
0OfCt &ldl III IL " oOO
the fftieth time since they had been to-
gether, 81 can't get over running across
you again in this fashion,"
1.-The world began Martin, with a
| smile.
us very small, / know" interrupted
| Brodham. 'But to think that for fifteen
| years / nave been wondering, on and off
whether you were dead or alive. and then
g. .-. - a.. xLs- -
corner rescuing a lady from a young black
guard of a revolutionist. Why. it's de-
cidedly romantic
Yes; 1 suppose romance is the word!'
returned Martin, lighting a cigarette.
And h are you going to do when we
get to New York;"
Martin pulled thoughtfully at his cigar.
cite.
"Oh. I don't KNOW" he said at length
with an wkwar laugh, "start it all over
again, 1 supposed"
Brodham shot a sidelong glance at his
companion.
Il was never one to pry much" he said
with some hesitancy. "and L never knew
h it was exactly they got up against
you in England. 1 heard it was between
you and your uncle. and in consequence
he turned you out. But I didn't believe il
then, old chap, and" he looked into hi:
friends FACET don't nowi''
Thank you. Brod!' said Martin, simply
81 CLEANED that your sweet cousin had g
hand in it, that his was the accusing finger
/ could never get on with Stephen" sale
Brodham, ref1ectively, and now he has
| stepped into the title and got married
like him less than ever. Great Scott, Mar
tim" he exclaimed suddenly, "of course,
don't know the circumstances, but wa
such a sacrifice necessary
His companions face lighted up, ther
| softened.
Sat the time, yesi' he said in a low tone
He drew himself UP. But 1 got over it
and it isn't altogether bad being an out.
cast I've seen a good deal of life during
these fifteen years, sheep-farming, mining
| sailoring, soldering, always an ~adventurer
Up and down-no lasting success. / wasn't
built to make money!"
Brodham glanced over the deck. A slight
girlish figure had appeared and was lean.
ing over the taffrail in the bow. He smiled
to himself.
'9t has Just occurred to me-" he said
"that Miss Estelle will be in the same plight
as yourself on reaching New York. YOU
ought really to compare programmes"
Martin swung round and looked Brodhan
full in the face.
'Ah, you've guessed" he cried. "If only
it could be, If 1 had any p~osition-if
were anything but an adventurer-a-'
Brodham returned his gaze.
why not start to be something else
| now?' he said. Anyway, I'm going dowr
| to the saloon to look at some papers I've
been meaning to read for the last month
Shan't be more than half IN hour!"
Martin stared after him as he disap.
| peared. Then he Strengthened himself ant
walked along to the bow. Estelle looked III
and greeted him with a smile.
How is your arm tonight" she said
with an anxious glance at him.
practically welli' he replied. They
gazed out to sea together.
"a simply perfect night" she murmured
He shot a. look at her. She seemed more
lovely than ever.
"It will soon be over" he said. "Nev
York is only
She gave a slight shudder. New York;
1 hate TO think of it, 1t means the end OF
this pleasant existence-the beginning
Of" She stopped and looked up into his
face. s"What are YOU going to do in New