The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1911-06-21
CHAPTER lI.-(contInusd.)

To my bewildered sense We were
two shadowy people in an impossible
dream. A hayward -tendril OF dark
hair had fallen across her eyes.
smoothed IL softly. back and my mig
ers brushed her hair lightly and
strayingly, as my mothers had mine
In bygone days. tenderly and as II
we shared in the secret OF sleep.
| do not know when her eyes
opened, but looking down found
them turned TO mine. She smiled
sighed softly, and closed them. Then
again they opened.
IL think that should like TO si'
up" she said.
| helped her carefully. Are you
all right" | asked.
She smiled uncertainty. Il think
SO. am very dizzy.
My arm was half about her, and ioI
long moment her head rested
against me. Then she sat up very
straight and little apart, busyine
herself about her dress, giving prac
ticed touch to her hair and the laces
at her neck. and smoothing the
scarcely ruffied breadths Of her skirt
gazed out across the meadow 10
where three black and white cows
stood sleepily knee-deep in a small
pool. A meadow-lark rose and crossed
the field in erratic. wavering flight
A little cloud tempered the bright
ness and passed
What happened" she asked softl,
at last.
pointed to where the trolley la,
towering behind her.
She lost color a little and spranl
to her feet, then she turned to MI
laughing.
II never saw anything look 81
ashamed of Itself in my life," sh'
said Speak to 1t kindly. Mr.. Cros
by; II can't lie there with its feet II
the air for ever"
shook my head ruefully. Il an
afraid that cit will have to stay Their
| for the afternoon, at least"
But how are we-how am I-gc
| ing to get home? Where are tn
crew, and wasn't there another pas
senger?"
gasped. had absolutely for
gotten the other woman.
She was lying not FAR from us Il
little hollow OF the long grass. an
| for the moment I thought that sh
was dead The sallow. foreign fac
was yellow-white, the plump hand
we're gripped, as II In some past cor
vulsive agony, above her head an
/ this same muscular rigidity seeme
TO underlie anonymously every form
less line Of the fiabby body.
TIL Ia
my arm. DO you think that she
that she is dead?" she whispered.
| | stopped to the woman's wrist. Tn
pulse came family with a dull thro
that was unbelievably slow. But a
still fumbled the pulpy hand caugh
mine in a grip that made me Vince
the bloodless lips stirred In shud
dering moan, and without opening he
eyes she spoke.
/ TT is hard, hard" she said, "ther
is too much light. Will some on
turn down the light?" A long cor
vulsive tremor ran over the entir
body and the hand In mine struggles
in anguish.
Miss Tabor shivered.
1T am afraid that she Is very mucl
hurt" I said as gently as I could
was ashamed of myself, but fea
seemed to clutch me. Then gave my
self mental shake and caught m
hat from the ground. You will hav
to stay with her. suppose, while
get some water. You might loosel
her dress" II was all that | coul'
think OF.
Miss Tabor kneit to the work with
/ out word, and made of across tn
meadow to the pool, running at m
best speed.
In a moment was back again an
dashed what little water my hat stil
held over the twitching, yellow face.
The eyelids futtered and lacS-luste
eyes looked into mine. The woma
gasped and sat up.
THAT is a very dangerous thing I
Il