Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-07-20

asked Can any one be attacking the
yacht? There is no one there but Tom
you know, and he's disabled.-Can't We
can't L. get out there any way? The
boat | came ashore in is right here.
Without making her any answer he
carried the unwieldy bundle his wings
made into the hut and left IT there. then
returned to her and offered her his hand.
Wen go down and look for your boat,
he said.
Along the waters edge they searched.
aided by the little beam from his bulls
eye, the sound of intermittent firing from
he yacht urging haste all the while.
But il did not take long to force the con-
viction upon them that the boat was
gone, Blown adrift, most likely, was
Cayley's explanation.
He felt her trembling. Whether with
cold or dread he did not Know, but he
took her arm and Steadled her with the
pressure of his own.
Come back to the hut" he said. THE
situation isn't as bad as you think. III
tell you when we get to shelter where
We can talk.
She turned obediently and breasted the
icy slope with him. Neither spoke again
until they were safe in the lee of the
hut Then he said:
Il don't think Fanshaw is alone there
on the Yacht The relief party and the
first party from the Aurora got together
some time this afternoon and started
back toward the shore They should be
board the yacht by now, though when
the fog fell it put an end to my activities
The Walrus people have undoubtedly at
tackled them, but they shouldn't have any
trouble in beating them off, They out
number them and they are better armed
in fact so far as | know, the NalruS
people aren't armed at all Ihey kne"
your people, ] mean-that the yacht was
likely TO be attacked. l told them SO
myself, and then their pretended guide
confessed
How did YOU know about the Walrus?
she asked curiously.
..-rhe Portuguese was one of them; he
had guided your first party down into
little valley of perpetual fog, under or
ders to abandon them there Wneh ne
saw me sailing about overwhelmingly
the fog you know-he broke down and
confessed-and then-well. he made
clean breast of it. He knew nothing OF
the details of his leaders, plans; but the
mere fact that he had been delegated to
guide the party into place from Whlch
it was TO be expected they could never
get out was conclusive as to his inten-
tions at least.
He had spoken rather disconnectedly
his sentences punctuated by the SOUNDS
of firing from the yacht. BY the time
he finished they were almost continuous
why does IL sound so much fainter
than II did, she asked Its not nearly
so loud as that first volley we heard.
It's a trick of the fog. very likely,
Gus thing 1t deceives mems ears as
well as their eyes. There's no Judging
distance through it. When you cried out
just now / couldn't tell whether you
were fifty feet below me or 800 feet L
was I'D above it. you see. and l hadn't
any way of telling how deep it was
There, Do you hear?" he went on. 1.-The
firing has stopped altogether. Your peo-
pie are almost certainly safe"
But the girls mind had not followed
him to the new subject. You were up
there in clear air?" she asked, land the
fog was all below YOU?
Like bluish-gray blanket he ex-
planned 'lit by the stars, and nothing
else 1t was pouring along like the great
est river you ever saw. the surface of
it eddying off in little wisps. The upper
air is comparat lively still"
And you couldn't see through it at
all?" she couldn't see the
land any more than you could see the
bottom of the ocean through the water?"
NO more than that" he assented.
She shivered a little and reached out
for his arm. And you came down into
that, not knowing what YOU were to
fnd--not knowing where the land was?
/ didn't realize you had just risked your
life for me-"
(To be continued tomorrow