Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1910-08-26
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most easily granted. OF q lovers priv
ileges, had even. as she had noticed.
shrunk away a little from those she
had half-unconsciously offered him.
Jeanne vas q woman. but she was still
enough Of a girl to wonder a little why
he did that.
But this was a aggression from the
main theme. After all, no matter what
he was saying or doing. there was
something in his eyes and something In
his voice that made love TO her every
day. Perhaps 1t was that something
which gave q new exciting delicious
ness to each of the shortening days that
passed. There vas never the cadence
Of finality about 1t. It was like a
long suspended harmony In music. But
she knew all the while that some day
or other hat suspension would be re-
solved. That first day on the beach
when he had told her that he loved
her-that her warmth, her faith, her
fragrance were. indeed. the very soul
of him-he had said she need make no
answer. need come to no decision.
He had never asked for her answer
since, and yet she knew that some day
he would take up that scene where he
had left 1t. It might be on a day when
the coming of the relief would open the
world to them again, the old world
which seemed as If it might be con-
cerned with another planet altogether.
1t was so far away; or II might be upon
a darker day, the last of that precious
little string Of days that they had
stolen, one at a time, out Of the palm
Of death. But on one or the other Of
those days 1t would come: she felt sure
Of that
She sat up suddenly erect upon the
bearskin. with the realization that it
was nearly dark. Their hours of day.
light were getting very scanty now.
Today's allowance was gone, although
it was not We 3 in the afternoon.
She looked aloft for Cayley, but could
not see him. Then the next moment
She heard the whine of the air through
his rigging and he sailed down on a
long slant and alighted beside her.
He got clear OF his planes with an
unaccountable air of haste, and held
out both hands to help her rise.
What do we do with sentinels who
go to sleep on duty?" he questioned,
with a laugh.
ct wasn't asleep" she said contritely,
"but it was just about as bad. I was
thinking She paused there, then
added, about you. What's the SEN
tence of the court2'
Already he had his wings folded up
and was handing them to her.
THE sentence is that you shall be
frightened with a bear story. There's
a big one coming down the beach after
you this very moment, and you're to
surrender the revolver to me and stay
under arrest in the hut until after I
have killed him."
She did not need to be told that he
was N Earnest, in spite of the smile
hat went with his words. She turned
about quickly and looked up the beach,
sighting along Cayley's arm as he
pointed. Even in the deep twilight she
could already make out the shambling
figure that was coming along toward
them on all fours-
why does he move in that queer
sort of way?' she whispered.
They had .shrunk back into the
shadow of the hut. the girl actually in
side Of the vestibule and Cayley on
the doorstep.
Hes been wounded. When / was
overhead l could make out the blood
stains on his side. and he was leaving
a track on the ice"
Wounded in a fight with another
hear?p