The evening world., 1914-02-24

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into the girls face. mutely. half
Questioningly. before he spoke.
Tho words" no said. seemed to
DO your fathers name-'Capt. Field
Ing 1t sounded like that"
She went quite white. and reeled q
little. Then clutchod at the shrouds
for support.
81 suppose."-ths girl said almost
voicelessly. II suppose I mustn't dare
-even lot myself begin to hope yet.
must !, not-yet?"
II don't know" said Tom. Tho
fellow seemed half-craxed; seemed.
almost. to have lost the power of
speech from long dtsuse OF 1t. But
he meant to take Us somewhere.
that was clear enough from his ges-
lures. II could only have seen you
before l began to blurt the thing out
I'd have spared you tho suspense
until there was something to tell. I'm
sorry. Jeanne"
ITS a. ier." she said. at the end of
. rather long silence. "lm surc there
was no Portuguese In fathers expedi.
ton. Except for two or three Swedes
and Norwegian. they were all Amer
leans. know the name Of every
man who sailed In hts Ship.
There was another silence after
that. She roso presently ana began
sweeping the shore limo with O pris-
matte binocular which was siung
across her shoulders.
At last she let the glass fall from
her listless hand and turned to them.
her face haggard with the torture OF
impossible hope. II wish my sky-man
would come" she said forlornly--
"come whirling down out Of the air.
with news Of them"
"Your sky-manT' said Tom Fan
shaw Questioningly.
Here was something to talk about
Mt last, and tho old gentleman seized
the chance II afforded.
''Yes. we've another mystery" he
said. "See what you can do toward
solving it," With that for an intro
duction, he plunged into q humorous
account Of Jeanne's report of her ad-
venture Of the night before. Of tho
man who had dropped down from
and talked to her awhile. and then
flown away again. "she was really
ont on the Ice foe," no said; $50
much / concede: but when I assure
her that she dreamed the rest. sho
Is skeptical about my explanation"
"But even you can't explain" she
protested, "how I could dream about
an Eskimo throwing stick. and then
bring II back to tho yacht with mo
when I was wide awake. and show
II to you at tho breakfast table this
morning"
"Ill have to admit" said tho old
gentleman, that my explanation
doesn't adequately account for that"
The expression Of the younger
mans face was perplexed rather than
incredulous.
well, II you dreamed that" said
Tom. ut was q mighty intelligent
dream, I'll say that for It."
But II wasn't q dream at all"
she cried. "Didn't I help him take
the thing apart and fold It up into q
bundle7 And didn't he say that he
was q taxpayer. and that bis name
was Philip Cayley7"
She was addressing tho elder man
AZ she spoke. and as she mentioned
tho nams-it was tho FIRST time she
had mentioned It to any one-she saw
him shoot a startled. inquiring glance
at his son. Following II, she met
Tom Fanshaw's eyes staring at her
In utter amazement.
"Cayley." he said. half under his
breath: philip Cayley"---
That was the name" she an
'And yet. I'd be willing to swear"
he said. Two never mentioned that
name to You in my life"
mo-" she said. "Why should your
I know you didn't. knew had never
heard It before when he told me II
was his" She hesitated a moment:
then. ibid you ever know man
named Philip Cayley. Tom?"
He let the question so by. I'M
needed. and. for a long time. gazed
silently out over tho land. II sup
pose" no said at last. that a coin
cidence like this. any coincidence. II
only 1t 10 strange enough, will bring
a touch OF superstitious fear to any
body. ] never had even touch OF II
before. In all my life: and I always
had little feeling OF contempt for
the men who showed II. hut now
we'll. we'll. l wish poor old Hunter
hadn't strayed away last night.
wasn't alarmed about him before, and
I've no rational ground for alarm,
about him now. Only
He did not go ono until she
prompted him with a question. "And
has the sky-man, Philip Cayley. any.
thing to do with tho coincidencor"
SIN II was q little whilo before he
spoke. II suppose I'd better tell you
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