The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1912-04-08
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CHAPTER TX.
Continued.

The IRE ISnted up, also, the HsuTe
of Agatha Redmond. She was kneel-
ing at the farther end of Jim's couch,
laying white cloth. which had been
wet. over his temples. Her long dark
hair was hanging just as II had dried.
except that IL was tied together low
in the back with string OF slippery
seaweed Her neck was bare. her
| feet also: her loose blouse had lost
all semblance OF a made-to-order gar
ment, but II still covered her; while
petticoat that had once been black
satin hung in stiff. salt-dAed creases
! from her waist To little below her
knees She had the well.set head and
good shoulders, with deep chest.
which make any garb becoming; her
face was bonny. even now, clouded
as II was with anxiety and fatigue.
She greeted the young man eagerly
on his return.
If you could only find a little more
fresh water, | am sure IL would help.
The milk was good. only he would
take so little | think | shall have
10 let you go this evening TO hunt for
the farmhouse"
Yes. Mademoiselle." the young
man replied. lie had wanted TO go
earlier in the day, but the man was
100 III and the woman TOO exhausted
TO be left alone. He went on speak
/ ing slowly. after a pause. II can find
! the farmhouse. am sure, only II may
! take little time. Following the cat
| tie would have been the quickest
way but can find the cowpath soon.
even as il is. If you wouldn't be I'M
easy with me gone. Mademoiselle'
"Oh, no. we shall be all right now.
till you can get back" AS she spoke,
Agatha's eyes rested Questioningly on
the youth who, ever since she had re-
vived from her faint of exhaustion,
had teased her memory. He had seen
them struggling in the sea, and had
swum out 10 her aid, she knew; and
after leaving her lying on Shiny,
seaweed.covered rock. he had gone
out again and brought in her com
panion in a far worse condition than
herself The young man. also Was a
survivor OF the Jeanne Dare, having
come from the disabled craft In the
( tiny rowboat that was now on the
I beach More than this she did not
know. yet something logged her
memory every now and then-some-
thing that would not shape itself
definitely Indeed, she had been too
much engrossed In the serious condi-
! ton OF her companion and the work
necessary 10 make the camp, 10 spend
any thought on unimportant specula.
lions.
! But new as she listened to the
youths respectful tones il suddenly
| came back 10 her She looked at him
with awe-struck eyes.
! "Oh, now | know! You are the new
chauffeur; queer name, Hand" Yes,
! | remember remember"
What you say is true, Mad.
emoiselle.p
| He stood before her, a stubbornly
submissive look on his face, as a SER
want might stand before his betrayed
master Ii was as IL he had been
waiting for that moment, waiting for
her anger 10 fall on him. But Agatha
was speeches. at her growing Won
der at the trick fate had played them.
Her steady gaze, serious and earnest
now. without "A hint OF the laughter
that usually came so easily, dwelt on
the young mans eyes for a moment,
1 'hCh Nuihtu away dS IL ohC NtAN
giving up a puzzling question. She
looked at James, whose stubbly-beard-
ed face was now quiet against it's
green pillow, as il seeking a solution
there but she had 10 fall back, al
last, on the youth.
DO you know who this man is?'
she asked irrelevantly.
mo, Mademoiselle He was picked
up in New York harbor. the night we
weighed anchor. | have not seen him
since until today"
The night We weighed anchor.
What night was that"
Last Monday, Mademoiselle; at
about six bells"
And what day is today?'
Saturday, Mademoiselle; and past
four bells now"
Monday-Saturday Agatha look.
ed abstractedly down on Jimmy
asleep, while upon her mind crowded
the memories of that week. This man
who had dragged her and her rescuer
from the water, who had made fire
and a bed for them. who had got milk
for their sustenance, had been almost
the last person her conscious eyes
had seen in that half-hour of terror
on the hillside. Her next memory,
after an untold interval, was the
rocking OF the ship, an old woman
who treated her obsequiously, man