The Wrangell sentinel., 1909-07-22
CHAPTER I1.-(ContinuedN

getting quite deep"
 I followed. There's quite rise of tide. It's nearly full. and thon it will turn-in about an hour. I should say"
 She looked at the little chatelaine watch she wore. and gave a cry of dis may.
 But that will be : o'clock, and then dine at the club at that time. and my aunt will be worried half out of her poor old head
 "They dine too early: they miss the best part of the day"
 She turned a trife imperiously to- wards me. ''Still. that is the hour. and must be getting back. What answers 10 the problem have your frequent studies brought?"
 "The first is to wait until the cause way is dry" I answered, avoiding her eyes and looking out 10 sea.
 But that is out of the question" she said. with the faint hint of tapping foot upon the deck. The touch of au- thority made me stubborn.
 There's a fine view of the sunset from here. though not so fine as from the cliff beyond my house. You should see that some evening when you're not afraid of missing dinner
 She looked me over while I kept my face away, and I could feel the struggle whether resentment or amusement should have the upper hand. The latter finally won. Please help me to get home, MT. -" she began.
 Felix Selden," I supplied her, though I'd much rather you stayed here, Miss -" and I in my turn hung question ing.
 Barbara Graham" she answered quite frankly. Then suddenly she laughed. and I was forced to join her. Come, MT. Pirate, now that are properly known to each other. and I have thanked you for your compliment, will you think of a way 10 save my poor aunt from nervous pros tration? If you will, I promise some day to go without dinner and come to see the sunset from your cliff"
 Its a bargain" l said. and strode res clutely across the deck to the side where the causeway Tan.
 But how? What are you doing to do?" came in surprised accents from Miss Graham.
 I stopped and turned. You will not wait for the tide, and you must not wet the slippers, so there's only one way left"
 And what is that? she asked.
 For me to carry you ashore"
 I happened to be looking at her, and her face went pink of second, pink over the brown of the sun.
 But" she stammer4d, T don't think that would do."
 Its the only alternatives" I said. positively.
 Are you sure.' she said, that you are strong enough:'
 I looked at her slender figure and laughed. II have not lived out of doors for nothing" I answered. T. could car ry you from here to the Shifting Shoal yonder without tiring."
 Again came the infectious laugh. ap- parently al the thrill of the adventure, and I found it impossible to keep from joining her.
 But it's time I made the boast good. " I answered, aud, leaning towards her, picked her up in my arms. careful to keep the little slippers and her skirts clear of the waves.
 You must put your arms about my neck to keep the balance' l said. "or I'll not guarantee the consequences
 Must I?" she said quite demurely, and did as I commanded.
 Feeling my way cautiously. l started to cross the causeway. false step and I should have slipped into the deeper water, so I went slowly, feeling for safe footing as I took each step. Once l glanced momentarily at the face which was so close to mine, but Miss Graham eyes were fixed on the shore ahead, and would not look at me.
 We reached the sand at the foot of the cliff and put the girl down. She looked her slippers.
 "Splenddly done" she said. Not a drop of water touched me. You're quite as strong as you said.
 Remember the cause,' l answered.
 But you're frightfully wet" she ob- jected looking at my heavy riding breech- es and leggings. which were soaked through. You must run back to the cot tage as fast as you can, to save yourself a cold"
 "I must see you to the club first" I answered. I knoW short cut pdch oI the cliff and through the woods"
 Hurry, then" she said. ''I'n not have you catching cold on my account" '"
 We scrambled up the headland and struck into the pine woods, leading, she following close behind. We went along at a dog trot, and, although I often stopped to insure against her tiring, found that she was a strong runner and wanted no rest. At last we came to a