, 1911-06-29

iheteau' IL only needed a
sidnce at he girl TO convince him
uhat she was unarmed. Quite deliber-
a'ely ne broke open the breech of the
revolver and satisfied himself that II
was ioaded. Then he looked I'D again
blinking at the girl.
IL was no wonder that Carlson and
nose had mistaken her for the ghost
o. the man their leader murdered. h
looked X her father as a woman
may resemble a man, and her white
ness. her hneness, her delicacy all in
creased rather than diminished the
credibilfty of the idea that she was In
fact his spirit.
The hand which held the revolver
dropped ~nervously at his side. He
swallowed hard, and wrung his cruel
lips with his other great hand. 1t was
then that the girl looked up into his
lace. 1t was then she uttered her
first cry.
For she saw that he did not mean
to kill her.
Suddenly Jeanne's eyes detached
themselves from his face. A look OF
eNNNh oia!h Cdibo lnUO them, ana
she raised her hand t. her throat, as
though she we're choking. She was
looking past Roscoe. and straight
down the snow tunnel.
Phillip" she cried. take care; hes
here"
b snow tunnel was empty, and
for aught she knew, her lovers body
might be lying mangled in the mon
ster's cave. She had thought of that
before she tried the trick. But, ever il
that were SO. that cry of hers might
lead the monster to steal one Uneasy
glance at the door behind him; and
even that would give her time enough.
If he had not killed Philip, but sim
ply eluded him. he would turn in
stantly.
That was what he did. He sprang
round with 4 %suddenness which be-
spoke a perfectly genuine, common
sense alarm. And then he found him
self In darkness.
He understood at once that he had
been tricked. Without wasting the time
to turn back and look at Jeanne, he
sprang toward the pilot house door.
He thought she mean to attempt to
rush by him, gain the snow-tunnel and
throw herself over the crest of the
cliff. He had not misread the sud
den loathing he had seen in her eyes
when they met his face.
In the open doorway he wheeled
round, t~riumphantly. She had not
got ahead OF him that time. He laugh
ed aloud into the darkness, and then
spoke to her, with a vile, jocular IA
m~iliarity.
But he got no answer. in words or
otherwise. There was no outcry. no
stified sohbing. Nothing at all but
sigh and whine of the wind.
He moved forward. cropping in the
dark, but stopped when he felt the
pressure of the table across his thighs.
He could do nothing without a light.
He would re-light the candle. first Of
all, and then he would find Ter
He took a bit OF flint, a nail and a
rope of tow from his pocket. He
struck a spark. but 1t failed to kindle
the tow.
1t was at that instant hat Philip
alighted.
Philip sprang clear of his planes,
left them as they were there at the
tunnel mouth. and walked steadily up
.oward the pilot house door.
Roscoe, on hearing his voice the
first time, had dropped the ari-
lies which encountered his hands and
cropped on the table for the revolver.
Before he could put his hand on it
Cayley spoke the second time.
At that, wanting no weapon, conf
dent that he needed none, his great
arms aching for the feel of the sky
mans flesh beneath their grasp. he
moved a step nearer the door and
waited.
He saw Philip cross the threshold.
unseeing %suspecting, apparently,
nothing; saw him. at last. within hands
reach.
lust as he touched him he uttered
, sobbing oath, and his great hand fall
tered. for Philips knife had struck
through, clean to the hilt. and Just
below the heart,
The effect of the shock was only
momentary. With a yell OF rage, he
prsng upon Cayley, crowded him
ack against the wall, tore at him
blindly, like a wild beast, and finally
citing Philips right forearm fairly
N the grip Of both hands. he snapped
il like . pipestem-
In a moment Cayiey got round be
hind him and with the crook OF his
good arm round Roscoe's neck, he sue
ceeded in forcing him to release Ms
grip and in throwing him heavily
As he lay. his body projected
through the doorway. out into the
tunnel.
Philip left him huddled there. ano
went back to the table. He founo
Roscoe's flint and steel beneath mis-
hand; but it was a full minute before
he could summon his courage to STRIKE