The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1912-04-25
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tation had not the light been put Out
before he had fairly got his eyes ad
justed TO the distance.
Il Ia to be remembered. always. that
he knew nothing whatever OF the Ice
chimney, and suspected no connection
between the hut and the pilot house
except by the air. For anything he
knew to the contrary. Jeanne might
be able TO fly, az well as Philip. or
he to carry her with him upon his
flights. Consequently. he did not sus
pect. when he saw Cayley' take to
flight again, that this action had any
reference to himself nor that the
woman who was left alone would be
on her guard against him.
The moment he glimpsed the
shadow OF Cayley's wings against the
stars he began making his way. eau
tiously. over the crusted snow, toward
the pilot house. The door was closed
but there was light shining on,
through crack beneath H. IL was a
glass door. but something had been
hung over the glass so that he could
not see into tho Interior.
Both Jeanne and Philip had made
the mistake OF assuming that the only
way OF access to the pilot house. ex
cept to Philip with his wings. was the
Ice chimney II was a natural mis-
take enough-one that almost any hui
a practiscd mountaineer would have
made.
Furthermore they had no reason
either OF them-for anticipating an at
tack upon the pilot house while Philip
was gone. They had been living here
now for weeks, In unbrokcn security
junction literally and scrupulously
she did Il without the slightest sense
OF personal danger. and indeed she
would hardly have had room for such
an emotion even II there had been q
much more reasonable ground for It
she was sitting beside the oil stove
In one OF the farther corners of the
room. The chimney hole was In the
corresponding corner The revolver
lay on the table In the middle OF the
room. a few PAGES behind her The
pilot house door was directly In line
back The door was hinged to swing
inward
When II burst open she attributed
the fact to no other agency than the
wind. She laid down the red-bound
book upon the bench beside her and
rose. rather deliberately. before she
turned round
AS she did so Roscoe sprang for
ward TO the table and seized the re-
yolver. Her failure to turn imme
diately had given him the second he
needed TO take In the strategic posi-
bilties OF the room
His rife was a clumsy weapon in
close quarters. So. as he sprang for
ward, he dropped II and made for the
revolver instead II only needed a
glance at the girl to convince hin
that she was unarmed Quite deliber
ately he broke open the brecch of the
revolver and satisfied himself that Il
was loaded Then he looked up again
blinking at the girl.
II was no wonder that Carlson and
Rose had mistaken her for the ghost
OF the man their leader murdered She
looked like her father as n woman
may resemble a man. and her white
ness, her fineness. her delicacy all in
creased rather than diminished the
credibility of the idea that she was In
fact his spirit.
The hand which held the revolver
dropped neryously at his side. lie
swallowed hard and wrung his crue
lips with his other great hand. IL was
then that the girl looked up into his
face. II 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 fsce. A look OF
sudden alarm came into them. and
she raised her hand TO her throat, as
though she were choking She was
looking past Roscoe. and straight
down the snow tunnel
Philip" she cried. take care: hes
here"
The 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. even II
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
II he had not killed Philip. but sim
ply eluded him. he would turn In
stantly.
That was what he did. He sprang
round with a suddenness which be
spoke a perfectly genuine. common
sense alarm And then he found him
self in darkness.
lie 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 meant to attempt Ia
rush by him, gain the snow-tunnel and
throw herself over the crest Of the
elf lie had not misread the sud
den loathlng he had seen In her eyes
when they met his face.
In the open doorway he wheeled
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