The Breckenridge news. (Cloverport, Ky.) 1876-1955, 1913-01-15

though the weakness in Jim's voice
was almost enough to make her weep
as well.
Eyes, we've lost our tags, more's
the pity. Mr.. Hand thinks we're
either on the coast Of Maine, or on
en- island somewhere near the coast.
myself think II must at least be
Nova Scotia. OF possibly Newfound-
land. But Hand will find out and be
back soon. and then wei get away
from here and go to some place where
vel all be comfortable"
Agatha stole away, and with much
difficulty succeeded in kindling the
FIRE again. She tended II until good
steady heat spread over the rocks, and
then returned to James. She curled
up. half sitting, half lying. against
the rocks.
Clouds had risen during the recent
hours. and IL was much darker than
the night before had been. The ocean.
washing its million pebbles up on the
little beach, moaned and complained
necessarily. In the long interval be-
tween their talk, Agatha's head would
fall. her eyes would close, and she
would almost sleep; but an under
current of anxiety concerning her
companion kept her always at the
edge Of consciousness. James him
self appeared to have no desire to
sleep. He was trying to piece to-
gether in his mind, his conscious and
unconscious memories. At last he
said:
'T guess I haven't been much good
for a while-have II"
Agatha considered before replying.
you were quite exhausted, think;
and we feared you might be ill.,"
.And Handy Andy got my job?"
She laughed outright at this, as much
for the feeling of reinsurance it gave
her as for the jest itself.
Handy Andy certainly had a job,
with us two on his hands!" she laugh
ed.
81 bet he did!" cried James, with
more vigor than he had shown before.
Hes a great man; I'm for him
When's he coming back?"
Fairly in the morning, / hope" said
Agatha, swallowing her misgivlngs.
That's good" said James. 81 think
I'll he about and good for something
myself by that time"
There was another long pause, so
long that Agatha thought James must
have gene to sleep again. He thought
likewise of her, 1t appeared; for when
he next spoke it was in a careful
whisper:
Are you still awake, Agatha Red
monde"
Eyes. indeed; quite. Do you want
Eyes, a number of things. First,
are you quite recovered from the
trcuble-that nights awful trouble?"
He seemed to be wholly lost as to
time. did you come off without any
serious injury? Do you look like your
self, strong and rosy-cheeked againT"
Agatha replied heartily to this. and
her answer appeared to satisfy James
for the moment Though" she
added, here in the dark, who can
tell whether I have rosy cheeks or
not?"
"True!" sighed James. but his sigh
was not an unhappy one. Presently
he began once more: Il want to
know, too, if you weren't surprised
hat / knew your name?"
well, yes a little, when l had time
10 think about it. How did you know
IL"
James laughed. l meant to keep
t a secret, always; but / guess I'll
ell, after adjust you. l got it from
he program, that Sunday, you know"
"Ah, yes, / understand" She |
lidn't quite understand, at first; for
here had been other Sundays and |
,ther songs. But she could not weary |
lin now with questions
AS they lay there the slow, monoto- !
lous susurrus of the sea made a deep |
accompaniment to their words 1t |
vas near, and yet imme lsurably far, !
Hing the universe with its soft but |
nsistent sound and echoes Of sound.
1t the back of her mind. Agatha
leard it always, low. threatening, and
strong: but on the surface of her |
thoughts, she was trying to decide
What she ought to do. She was
whether she might question
Ter companion a little concerning
himself, when he answered her, in
,art, of his own accord.
you couldn't know who | am, of
James Hambleton, of Lynn.
i'm, Jimmy, Jimsy. Bud-I'm called
most anything. But ! wanted to tell
-od-in fact. that's what walked up
for-I wanted to tell you"
He paused so long. that Agatha
eaned over, trying to see his face.
rhe violence of the chill had passed.
lis eyes were wide open, his face
larmingly pale. She felt a sudden
Iualm of pain. lest Illness and ex-
laustion had wrought havoc in his
rame deeper than she knew. But as