Omaha daily bee., 1910-07-03
CHAPTER IL.


A HOSPITABLE BANDIT.
The helicopter commanded the attention
OF Captain Harrod: his bare toes buried in
the sand. he stood gazing after 1t, as after
having brought Virginia Suareg, 1t had
risen as by some sort of negative gravity,
and shot out 20 sea with it's engines firing
like a gatling; whittier it was now disap-
pearing from the watchers sight after the
manner of lost toy balloon.
Theodore Carson, being young. ignored
the machine. He stared for a moment in
Amusement at the PROSTATE girl, then took
her tenderly in his arms, carrying her to-
ward the hidden cabin At the steepest
spot Captain Harrod overlook him, but the
young man paid no heed TO offers OF aid,
wading steadily on to the door, which the
captain unlocked and opened standing
aside for Carson and his interesting bur-
den Theodore took her into the large sim
glo room laid her softly on clean look
ing bed covered with Navajo BLANKET,
smoothed the white skirt down decorousiy,
lenloved the long pin and laid aside the
red hat, seeming scarcely to know whet
he was doing. There she lay like a dead
bird. her plumaGe unruffled; for the white
sand had shaken from her dress and she
looked unsoiled and pure, and hopelessly
still
She is dead" said Theodore in hushcd
voice
"Oh. An reckon not" replied tho Gu otAin.
you ort 70 do something! soe's
swouuded"
What can do?''
child asked TO put 10 rights a power
loom. a perfecting press. a teiautograph
or any other complex and delicate con-
trivsnce might have used the same tone
The captain approached, put his hands be-
hind him, and looked, hat in hand.
rs her heart beatin'?'' he inquired
Il don't know" cried Carsoa, twisting
his fingers. IT don't know"
'Ah reckon" said the captain, IN az
awed whisper that she wouldn't keer-
seem how things is-if you'd listen an
see, Miste' Theodo'.'
Carson laid his car lightly to the white
blouse. Some fluttering he seemed 10 feel
but he could not be certain. Harroo
brought water in watering pot, which
ne seemed to have planned to use as upor
lily or rose.
do q beat?" he asked.
u can't tell" said Carson. nor whether
it's my pulse or hers that beats. Oh
wish-what do they generally do. Cap
tain2"
"Theys some paht c they froek tha
always has TO be unroNe, amt theYF IN
auired the captain anNiously.
Captain" said Carson, the preparation
sIandng on his brow. I'm going out o.
the gallery for air. You do what has L
be done, Captaln-or she may die!'
Put some watsh on huh face, sub.
said the captain, IN juoicious avoidance o
extreme measures. 'Nh don't reckon thi
hyah's a case 70 vilsnt o. oconsevativ'
remedies. III oneork that ha'tshon bot
tler
Carson pressed the wet towel to the girl
face. the captain held bottle labele'
ammonia" TO her nostris; she gasped
drew a quivering sigh, opened her eyes, an
saw over her head a sloping roof on whcl
the mud wasps were plying their masonry
rude walls OF roughboards, q rack OF guns
some instruments nautical looking 20 he
unschooled eyes; tall. rough looking
sailor-like man stuffing the cork In bot
lie ~ pungent emanation. and youu
face which would have been girlish had
not bccn for the little black mustache an
the deep coat of tan. The older man wa
booking 81 heT ia n fatnerly way. and iii
,,ouag oae vas spongluC hcr forehead h