Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1910-08-10

sail across the ice and sea to Point
Barrow.
There was no fog in the great valley
along whose edge the glacier lay, and
he thought when he took wing that he
would be able u get a last view Of the
yacht and make sure that she was still
safe, before he started.
So, when he crossed the great line Of
cliffs which formed the coast, no was
both surprised and disappointed 20 md
a dense gray cloud OF vapor obitterat-
ing everything. It was all quiet enough
down there, though. They were all
right. There couldn't be any doubt of
that.
1t made him shudder now, as he sat
there at the feet of the girl who slept
SO quietIy-as he sat there and listened
to her slow, steady breathing, 1t made
him shudder to think how nearly, for a
second time that day, he had aban-
doned her. What if that terrified cry
OF hers had gone unheard! What II
Roscoe
He sat stifiy erect and rubbed his
eyes like one trying to get rid Of a
nightmare; then with a long expira-
ton of breath, he settled back again.
If his wings had betrayed him once
before, they had made their compensa-
ton in that moment when the girls cry
had come up to him, through the fog.
Without them he could never have
brought help.
She told him she had cried out to him
to him, Philip Cayley, and his heart
went racing madly now as the
strange admission came back to
his mind, and the declaration of
faith that had gone with it.
Well, he had his reward. All those
lonely years in Sandoval; all the deadly
peril that had made UP the tale Of
them; all the heart-hunger, for which
he had sought an anaesthetic in the
sky, were paid for now and made
profitable in these hours he had had
with her, and in the memor Of them
hat he would take away with him. 1t
could be nothing more than a memory;
that he knew full well. The girl had
practically admitted as much when
she had urged him to clear his name Of
the old disgrace that stained It.
He could not take her faith in him
and use il for a cloak. The world, as
she had said. had to walk by sight. IN
less he could convince those two Fan
shaws, for instance, of his innocence Of
the old charge, as the girl a con-
WINGED them of his innocence of h lat
ter one-unless he could do that-why,
with the coming of morning, with the
coming ashore Of a boat from the yacht,
he must say good-by to her; must let
her go out of his life for always.
The yacht would sail away and he
would fly back to Point Barrow. How
ever bitter that parting might be, he
knew thai he would always have some
thing Of her that he could keep-the
humanity which her faith had given
him. He hoped she would let him tell
her so when they should stand on the
beach there waiting for the boat to
come ashore. He would not tell her
n more than that. He did not mean
that the parting should give her pain
he wanted to bear all that himself.
But he hoped that just ono she would
give him her hands again and let him
kiss them.
Warmed a little, comforted a little
with that hope. and oppressed by COM
plete exhaustion, he fell asleep him
self. He knew, at least. that he must
have done so, when. rousing with a
start and springing TO his feet he saw
a ray of sunshine splashed golden upon
the opposite wall of the hut. 1t must
have been light for hours.
Very silently. very cautiously, he un-
barred the door and pulled it open.
Before opening the outer door he drew
his revolver and spun its cylinder IN
derneath his thumb-nail. If the re-
pulsed party from the Walrus were
camped nearby it would be well TO be
cautious before accommodating.
He pulled the outer door a little way
open and glanced slantwise up the
beach. The brilliant light dazzled him
and mace il hard to see. but apparent
" there was no one there. Stepping
outside, he turned his gaze inland,
along the foot OF the cliff. His mind
was entirely preoccupied with the