The citizen., 1912-03-21
The s,sht of her made n hard for

The sight OF her made II hard for
him to stick TO his maps But present
ly he looked up with a sudden aues.
tion. do you happen 10 find any.
thing" he began. and then broke on
shortly.
From her face. half-shaded az II
was, he could see that what she had
been reading Just then was no mere
description OF this land upon which
they had been cast away. but some
thing far more personal to the father
she had lost here.
There's something perfectly terri
| Tying she said, about fathers de.
scription Of this man Roscoe Over
here near the end, before tho sun
came back to them. he tells OF going
out for walk by himself and of dis
covering that Roscoe was stalking
him. in the hope. he thought. of dis
covering. In advance OF the others.
where the gold ledge was In the twi.
light. father says. he looked. In his
white bear-skins. perfectly enormous
and Incredible. And Philip"
She closed the book, holding u tight
In both hands. and leaning forward q
little as she went on. and Philip. his
description sounds--oh. I suppose It's
silly. but II sounds like the thing |
thought saw today when was alone
there on the beach. before you came
flying down out OF the sky. II didn't
look like bear. II wouldn't have
been so dreadful II II had"
IT'S possible" he said gravely. 1T
may have been he whom frightened
on when | came down last night Ger.
tainly there was somebody, and that
somebody may still be hero on shore,
though ! supposed he had gone out 10
join In the attack on the yacht But
its very strange. II there is any one.
that We could have passed whole
day without encountering him"
The girl shivered; then. with
shake OF her head rs II dismissing the
uncanny thought from her mind, said
You started to ask me about some
thing else. and I interrupted"
II took him n moment to collect his
thoughts. "Oh. yss. There's some
thing marked here On this map which
| took at first for che location OF the
hut, but IL appears now that Il was
marked before they built Il. wonder
II. in the early pages OF the journal.
there was n description OF any natural
formation about here like cave.
or"
She made as II TO open the book.
then. suddenly. changed her intention
and held II out to him. instead
Il haven't been playing fair" she
said. Il wasn't really looking for any.
thing ! was just reading stories and
dreaming over them. It's his hand
writing. think. that makes II so hard
to be good. It's-well. almost like |
hearing his voice. Won't you work
the book and the maps and give me |
something TO do--with my hane., |
mean oh. know I'm tired. but that
doesn't matter"
Cayfey-s nrst impulse was TO refuse. |
but II needed only one thoughtful look |
into her face TO convince bir1 that the |
kindest. as well rs the wisest. thing |
was to do as she asked. An uncanny /
horror OF the monstrous Roscoe and |
the appalling idea that he. and per |
haps others OF his gang. might be |
sharing the solitude OF this frozen 1
coast with them was plainly 10 be
read in her eyes. and her own pre-
scription for dispelling II was prob. 1
ably the best that could oe thought of. |
With a nod OF assent. he rose and
went into the storeroom. returning the
next moment with an armful OF heavy
rope.
In the old days OF wooden ships"
he said. when they wanted TO disci.
pline a sailor. they set him to picking
oakum. Next to pounding rust OF the
anchor. it's the dullest job In the
world. But we need some for calking
up the cracks In our walls. DO you
mind7"