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the brush grown ledge on which she
lay Q mans face looked down upon
her.
Here am: I'm all right she cali.
ed back weakly.
"will you lie perfectly still while I
get the roper' called the guide. "for
heavens sake. don't iuoye." And The
face disappeared. leaving Penelope
alone with the blue above and the far
circling Of an eagle about the crags.
Then rope with carefully adjust
N slip nvose dangIed beside her. Can
you put II over Jour head and under
your armsr' the guide called. For
my sake. Penelope. be careful. And
look up at me all the time. Don't look
down into the canyon
Too bruised spd shaken to be sur.
prised. Penelope took the moose with
trembling fingers and tried to Olsen.
tangIe herself from the brush which
had broken her fall. Slowly. inch by
inch. with pain ut every motion. she
raised herself TO sitting position.
then little by little adjusted the moose
under her arms to the guides satisfac.
tion.
Now" he called, I'm going to low.
er your stan to you, and you must keep
yourself from brushing the wall BY
means Of II 40 pull you up."
The fear and misery Of that trip
back 70 the plateau Penelope was new
er to forget. The rope cut into her
chest until sbs would have tainted
with the pain had not the difiiculty Of
warding herself from the wall with
her alpenstock forced her to keep her
senses alert. Now. with quick jerk.
she was pulled upward for few feet;
then q pause, while the rope twisted
her diSsily. with now a view Of the
serenity Of the opposite canyon wall
In the afternoon sun: now the yellow
dampness Of stone within an inch Of
her face. then another violent jerk up.
ward.
Az she paused within foot or 20 Of
the plateau level she closed her eyes
and dropped her stan. Then pair Of
arms lifted her slowly. tenderly. and
laid her on the ground, then carefully
removed the rope.
Penelope opened her eyes. "Dickr'
she said hesitatingly. ''Dickw
"Are You hurtT' asked the guide un.
heedingly. what shall do? Shall
80 after your sister,
I u think there are no bones broken"
said Penelope weakly. II am only ter.
ribly bruised and shaken. How I am
TO get down the mountain again don't
know" M
"Oh. we can arrange that easily,
answered the guide eagerly as he ad
justed the steamer rug on which she
lay.
Again Penelope's senses dimmed
"You do look no like Dick" she muir
INJURED. aren't you Dick? Only Dicl
was not 90 strong
"Tell me about Dick" said the guide
) with hand that trembled 30 that {
cup Of water be had brought sprinklet
her gown.
} Penelope looked at him with puzzled
half delirious eyes. "Dick? Why
} Dick was my husband, and after w
J had our silly quarrel he went to Eu
rope. That was three years ago"
The guide threw aside the cup. 'Dt
} you think 1t was silly quarrel?" h'
J cried would you forgive DickY
EYES," answered Penelope. IF only
could find him"
The guide stopped and lifted the slen
der, aching body into his arms. "Her,
, I am. dear" he said. Here Is Dick
II was never Europe. after all I CAM
here, where I could work and be for
gotten"
! Penelope looked into his face, for
getting her pain in the wonder Of It all
J II must have known It," she said. I'll
! spite Of the beard"
Then she closed her eyes on hi
shoulder. "Sheep hunting is not bad
3 after ALL" she said. And Dick held he
close.