Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1911-09-08
CHAPTER xVi.-Contlnued.

about, and-Jeanne, it was no base
less terror, no product of the twilight
and the fact that you were far from
home. There was something there,
slipping along from the shelter of one
boulder to that of another. found
the tracks in the snow. They weren't
more than ten PAGES away from you
when l came down out of the sky"
WAS 1t the bear?" she asked. That
was what you thought it might have
been, at the time" But he could see
In her eyes that this was not the an
Swer she expected.
He shook his head; that told her
enough.
AS Roscoe fed along the beach on
She night Cayley descended upon him
through the fog, there was no doubt
b. his mind that he hac seen the ghost
sf the man he had murdered and
the shadow of a black avenging spirit
lowering over his head.
When he found that his boat had
gone adrift and that his only means
of getting back to the Aurora had
gone with it, he dropped down upon
beach. crawled up into the lee of a
great rock and had spent the night
there, his mind completely torpid with
fear.
When the numbness of this terror
passed away. as gradually 1t did. he
bent all this thoughts upon the Aurora
and upon the possibility, not quite in.
conceivable, that his crew had sue,
ceeded in overpowering her people
and were now in possession of the
yacht. He tried to persuade himself
that this was so and that with the
coming of the dawn they would send
boat ashore for him.
OF the strange figure he had seen
there in the hut, SO like and yet sc
terribly unlike the victim of his mur
derous lust four years ago-of that
and of the more terrible apparition he
had seen coming down out of the sky
he thought, or tried to think nothing
at all. 1t was only nightmare. only
delusion, natural enough when one
considered all the circumstances.
When the fog lifted with the ap
proach of dawn he discovered wha
Philip and Jeanne did not become
aware of until several hours later, thai
the Aurora had drifted out to sea il
the gale. The clean line of the hori
zon was broken by nothing but thu
plunging masses of the ice. There wal
just one chance, he thought, that she
might still be comparatively near a
hand. Southwark and eastward the
horizon was unbroken, but the juttinl
mass of the promontory to the wes
cut off his view in that direction. /
was possible that the gale which haC
destroyed the foe that formed tn,
harbor, had also broken up the pacl
Ice at the other side of the peninsula
the side from which Cayley, on tn,
wing had first approached this I'm
known land The yacht might b.
there, riding safely in practically opel
water.
He got up from the snow nest h,
had made for himself in the lee of tn,
rock, and cautiously hexed his stiffen
ed muscles, with the idea of settinl
out at once down the beach ant
around the headland to learn whethe
this last hope of his was groundless
Really, in his heart. he had no hop,
at all, but that fact made it easy t,
postpone for little longer the putin,
of this delusion of hope ne haa I,
the test of reality.
The excuse he made to himself was
that he was ravenously hungry. an,
that his most sensible course would b.
10 go up the glacier to the cave an,
cook himself breakfast before he di,
anything else.