The Washington times., 1912-07-23

Winthrope soothingly. "It is
-er-its all right. Miss Ge-
nevieve, / assure you"
But what is It? Such queer noises,
and see something alive"
only the vultures, IL you must know.
Nothing else, I assure you"
"Ohi"
1T is all out OF sight from the spring.
You are not to go around the bamboos
until the-that is not today"
Did Mr. Blake say that?'
why, yes-to be sure. He also said
to tell you that the outlets were on the
top shelf"
- You mean
"His way of ordering you to cook
our dinner. Really, Miss Genevieve I
should be pleased to take your place.
but 1 have been told to keep to this.
1t is hard to take orders from low
1ellow-very hard for a gentleman, you
know. but under the circumstances
Miss Leslie -gazed at her shapely
hands. Three days since she could not
have conceived of their being so rough
and scratched and dirty. Yet her dis
gust at their, condition was not en-
hrely unqualified.
''At least"1. have something to show
for them," she murmured.
Il beg pardon" said Winthrope.
Just look at my hands-like a serv-
ants! And yet l am not nearly so
ashamed of them as l would have
fancied. 1t is very amusing, but do
you know. I actually feel proud that
] have done something something USE
Useful? call it shocking. Miss
,Genevieve. 1t is simply vile that people
of our breeding should be compelled to
do such menial work. They write no
1 fail to see the romance in scraping
skins Indian fashion, as this fellow
Blake calls it,"
II suppose, though we should remem-
Der how much Mr.. Blake Is doing Tor
us, and should try to make the best
of the situation"
II" has no best 1t is all a beastly
muddle" complained Winthrope, and
big leopard skin.
The girl studied his face for a mo.
ment and then. turned away. She had
been trying SO hard to forget.
He heard her leave, and called after
without looking up: Please remember
He said to cook the meat"
She did not answer, Having satisfied
her thirst at the spring, she took one
Of the bamboo rods, with its haggled
blackening pieces of flesh, and returned
to the fire. After some little planning
beside the fire so that all the meal
would roast without burning.
At first, keen as was her hunger, she
turned with disgust from the flabby
roast, the odor restored her appetite tc
full vigor. Her mouth fairly watered
1t seemed as though Winthrope ant
Blake would never come. She hearc
their voices, and took the bamboo SPIT
from the fire for the meat to cool. Still
they failed to appear, and. unable tC
wait longer, she began to eat. She hat
helped herself to the second piece before
the two men appeared.
Hold on; n;.d Miss Jenny sfa fair 70 playyb yb
out footing the dinner horn. / dom
blame you, though. That smells mighty
good"
Both men caught at the hot mea'
with eagerness, and Winthrope prompt
1y forgot all else in the animal pleasure
OF satisfying his hunger. Blake, though
no less hungry, only waited to fill his
mouth before investigating the con
dition to the prospective tree ladder.
The result of the attempt to burn thu
trunk did not seem very encouraging Il
the others and Miss Leslie looked away
that her face might not betray bel
should he have an inkling of her neg
.lect. She was relieved by the cheer
fulness of his tone.
"Slow work, this fire business, eh
Guess, though, it'll go faster this after
noon. The green wood is killed and i
getting dried out. Anyway, we've go
to keep at 1t till the tree goes over
This spring leopard won't last long a
the present rate of consumption, AM