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CHAPTER V-Continued.
Copyright, 1905, by j. p. Lipplncott Coz

vas a warning TO be needed in Miss
Virginia Cacteret when her eyes were
downcast aud her voice sank to its
solJest cadence.
Why, certainly; how simple!" she
said, taking her cousins arm again;
and the secretary went in to set the
wires at work in Winton's affair.
Now Miss Carteret was a woman in
every fiber of her, but among her gifts
she might have counted some that
were, to say the least, superfemnine.
One of these was a measure of discre-
tion which would have been fairly
creditable in a past master of diplo-
macy.
So, while the sympathetic part of her
was crying out for a chance to talk
Winton's threatened danger over with
some one, she lent herself outwardly
to the Reverend Dilly's mood-which
was one of scenic enthusiasm; this
without prejudice to a growing deter
mination to intervene in behalf of fair
play for Winton if she could find
way.
But the way obstinately refused to
discover itself. The simple thing to
do would be to appeal to her uncles
sense of justice. 1t was not like him
to fight with ignoble weapons, she
thought, and a tactful word in season
might make him recall the order to
the superintendent. But she could not
make the appeal without betraying
Jastrow. She knew well enough that
the secretary had no right to show
her the telegrams; knew also that Mr..
Somerville Darrah's first word would
be demand to know how she had
learned the company's business secrets.
Regarding Jastrow as little as a high
bred young woman to whom sentiment
is as the breath of life can regard a
man who is quite devoid of It, she was
still far enough from the thought of
effacing him.
To this expedient there was an un-
hopeful alternatives: namely, the send
ing, by the Reverend Billy, or, in the
last resort, by herself, of a warning
message to Winton. But there were
obstacles seemingly insuperabl1 She
had not the faintest notion of how
such a warning should be addressed;
and again, the operator at Argentine
was a Colorado G. Grand River en-
ploye, doubtless loyal to his salt, in
which case the warning message would
never get beyond his waste basket
Getting too chilly for you out here?
want to go in?" asked the Reverend
Billy, when the scenic enthusiasm be-
gan to outwear itself.
"No; but 1 am tired of the sentry-go
part of it-ten steps and a turn" she
confessed Cant we walk on the
track little way?"
'We can trot down and have a look
at their construction camp, If you
they went.
1t was Virginia who first marked the
boxed-up tent standing on the slope.
What 90 you suppose that little
house-tent is for?" she asked.
81 don't know" said Calvert. Then
be saw the wires and ventured a guess
which hit the mark.
81 didn't suppose they would have
telegraph Office" she commented, with
hope rising again.
"Oh, yes; they'd have to have
wire; one of their own. Under the
circumstances they could hardly use
ours"
NO." she reJoined, absently. She
was scanning tho group of steel han
dlers in the hope that young man
9n billy-cock hat and with cigar
cite between his lips would shortly
reveal himself.
She found him after time and
turned quickly to her cousin.
There is Mr.. Adams down there by
the engine. Do you think he would
come over and speak to us If he knew
we were here?"
The Reverend Billy's smile was of
honest admiration.
How could you doubt it? Walt
here a minute and I'll call him for
you"
He was gone before she could reply
across the ice bridge spanning one
of the pools, and up the rough, frozen
embankment of the new line. There
were armed guards here, too, as we'll
as at the front, and one of them halted
him at the picket line. But Adams
saw and recognized him, and present.
ly the two were crossing to where Vir-
ginia stood waiting.
'Eheu! what little world we live
in, Miss Virginia! Who would have
thought of meeting you here?" said
the technologian, taking her hand at
the precise elevation prescribed by
good form-Boston good form.
''The shock is mutual" she laughed
II must say that you and Mr.. Winton
have chosen highly unconventional
environment for your sketching field"
I'm down." he admitted, cheerfully;
'please don't trample on me. But
really, it wasn't all fib. Jack does do
things with a pencil-other things be-
sides maps and working profles,