Newark evening star and Newark advertiser., 1910-04-27

ering was one of pale, trembling, un-
injured people. The Roc had been
nursed down close to the water by
Carson, and as she collapsed, her en-
velop blew aside and turned over.
swinging her people clesr--a marvellous
escape.
Theodore carried Virginia to a sea-
side cottage just in process Of be-
ing put in order for its owners.
Tell me, dearest" he kept whisper
ing, that you are safe--safe."
Virginia, wet. drasgled, her strong
little form resembling a rough h-cast
statue of someone quite irresistibly
shapely silently hung about his neck.
limp weak in the knees from excite
ment, but really not much more so
than Theodore. 1t did not occur to
her. however to ask him TO let her
walk, and somehow she had forgotten
how angry she was. Life had sudden
ly expanded to long vista Of scenes
in which, whenever there was danger,
he was present to succor and TO COM
fort. She closed her eyes and cluns
about his neck, sprinkling the way
with brine from her dress, and re-
straining an impulse TO hug him spas
medically and once in the comfortao Die
room she did allow her arms to tighten
a bit as he laid her down.
He kissed her softly, gently, linger-
jngly, and as OF right, and was
astounded that she remained quite
quiescent under the outrage. lady
cannot always have presence of mini.
so he took a mean advantage of his
position. and instead of getting back
into her good sraces gradually. he made
his appearance sll at once in the cit
adel. as he had done on the parade
ground of the fort. with no pass i'll
either case. He asked no hackreyed
questions.
You love me-" said he. I'm not
going to let you leave me again.
Darling"
With no rundown to stimulate re-
action after her plunge, and lying
there in wet clothes, Virginia glowed
crimson; but she held her anger in
check In fact, as the servant came
in with dry clothing, she squeezed his
hand in gratitude, and forgot to bal
ance her books by frowning. Carson
went out radiant. meeting Craighead
with the red mantilla on his arm
You all do know this mantle said
he, but not the soul of paltry in
things great Ethically, this is lost
damosel snatched from a watery grave
as she went down in the penultinlate
descent. ! put my confounded life in
pawn. for what? For a mere trumpery
kick-shaw OF silk with no more woman
in it than a rabbit Rotten! Rotten!
This ere rescue amt up to sanple!"
"Craighead,' said Carson, 81 want
you to run an errand and be serious. 7"
THAT will be a distinct rise in
spirits" answered Craighead. AT
present I'm tragic--I may get even
gay! What errand wouldest thou ?
Deliver: TIL put gurgle round the
block in forty minutes"
Run for a DOCTOR said Carson.
"Craishesd, I believe she loves me-
"Past all doctoring." said Craighead
Don't you want anyone else?'
mo" answered Carson, II can think
OF no one. But run.'
"lf think of any one else
DO whatever you'd want done for
yourself in my plsce!" cried Carson
impatiently. But hurry
Pacing up and down the veranda,
Carson was in q delicious disturbance
of spirits. He forgot Shayne and his
wife, but ran down to see to the vir-
ginia and found in charge the village
constable, who marched round and
round her, brandishing a policeran's
club, and hitching forward occasionally
broad belt in which was slung an
archaic revolver.