Newark evening star and Newark advertiser., 1910-08-12
Continued from Yesterday

"He was probably killed in the first
volley our people fired when they got
aboard" said Tom DULY. HE alone
could have accounted for half a dozen
of you il he'd ever had chance-a
giant like that"
"A giant!'
81 think he must have been the
leader" said Tom. He was the first
man to come aboard, certainly"
But what makes you call him a
giant?"
Because he literally was He struck
me down with just one blow, and as
he raised his arm TO strike 1 saw that
his shoulder-cap was above the level
of my eyes, and l pass for tall man..
His father abandoned the subject
abruptly, and for a while contrived to
talk of other things; Of the details of
the fight and how different members OF
the crew had borne themselves.
But his mind was filled with a new
terror. and as soon as he could feel that
his son was in condition to be left
alone he left him, with broken word
OF excuse He must either set this
new terror at rest, or know the worst
at once. There had been no one, either
among the survivors or the slain of the
Walrus party, who in any way resem-
bled the monster Tom had described
An hour later he went back to the
bridge TO talk again with Captain War
ner. He thought that they had sound
ed the depth OF despair that former
time when they had talked together
there. but in this last hour he had
sounded a new abyss beneath 1t all
He knew now why the yacht had beer
so easily taken. He knew all the de-
ta1s of the devilish plan which had
SO nearly succeeded. More than that
he knew the story of the man Ros-
coe from the time when Captain Plancb
had taken him aboard the Walrus
down to the hour last night when he
had sprung into his boat again and
pulled shoreward. Captain Planck was
dying, and old Mr.. Fanshaw's ques-
tions had enabled him to enjoy the lux
ury of full confession.
So they knew now. those two men
who stood there on the bridge, white
Tipped, talking over the horror Of the
thing-they knew that Jeanne was not
alone upon that terrible frozen shore
The man Roscoe was there. too.
A sound on the deck below attracted
Mr.. Fanshaw's attention. Tom. with
the aid of a heavy cane, was limpine
precariously along the deck toward the
bridge ladder, and, to their amazement
when he looked up at them, they saw
that somehow, his face had cleared
There was a grave look Of peace
upon it.
i've thought of something" he said
after he had clambered up beside them
1--WE thought of something that
makes il seem possible TO go on living
and even hoping"
The two older men exchanged a swift
glance. He was not to know about
Roscoe. If he had found something tc
hope for, no matter how illusory, he
should be allowed to keep tito hug il
to his breast, in place of the horrible
torturing vision of the human monster
which the other two men saw.
What is it you've thought OF, Tom p
his father asked unsteadily.
'It's-it's Cayley. He's there with
her; I'm sure he is He turned away
a little from Captain Warner and spoke
directly to his father. Il don't know
how / know. but it's as if / saw them
there together. He has fallen in love
with her, l think I'm quite sure she
has with him. wanted to kill him for
that yesterday, but now" his voice
faltered there. but the look in his eyes
did not change-the light of a serene
untroubled hope. He's there with her, "
he went on. ''and with Gods help he'll
keep her alive until we can get back
with the relief"
He said no more. and he clutched the
rail tight in his gauntleted hands and
gazed out north, across the ice.