The evening world. [volume] (New York, N.Y.) 1887-1931, 1914-02-26

~ Su EiBuS IN tuoIos UnO D0Aos
spent don't know how many hours
the candle has burned out"
Cayley switched on his bulls eye
and cast . brief glance about the
room.
II was . dismal locking place
enough. fifteen feet square. perhaps.
and not more than half ~ high. In
one corner was Q heap Of smoke
blackened stones. evidently the ruins
Of . fireplace. There were shelves and
cupboards along the waltz and o num-
ber Of narrow hunks.
Cayley set his little buh's.eyo ON q
shelf whore they could make the most
OF IT, thin pencil Of light. He then
turned. his attention 20 the door. and
getting II shut and, what was more,
securely bolted by means of q heavy
wooden bar which dropped into an
Iron crotch. II they were attacked
with the FIRST Of the daylight, this
place would AFFORD them security until
the people from the Aurora could
come to their rescue. His revolver
was q Colt, .4g. and his belt
was full Of cartridges. With that
weapon. he remembered that he had
once been considered the best shot in
the army.
Without . word, hs turned to his
corner Of the room, and nshed ont
from II his sheepskin sleeping bag.
II was not until no approached her,
with II across his arm, that his eye
fell upon the rosewood boz and the
moroccoJbound book which lay be-
side It.
Her eye followed bis. They're "a
Tiers papers," she said. "I found the
bog in here. That's why stayed. I
had to come ashore''--
wait q minute" he interrupted.
nc TOOK up the book with gentieness
almost reverent, laid II in the little
side the bunk.
Tho quality Of the act brought tho
too ready tears to her eyes, but he aid
not look up at her to surprise them
there. Now" he said, "I am eo,ne
to take on those boots Of yours, which
are wet but which will serve excel
lently nevertheless for Q pillow, and
you arc to take of that heavy coat
and get inside this bag. Have you
ever slept In one?"
He was already Juggling At one Of
the boots. and her protest went un-
neededyit was only . half-heartsd
III,
When finally. with some aseistanco
from him, she nestled down inside ths
great fleece lined bag, when he had
rolled her small boots into q bundle
and made q pill0w-'cf them for her
head. 40 he had said he would. she
exclaimed. half rebelliousiy, at the
comfort OF Il all.
ut 10 30 deiiciously warm and soft I"
she said. II didn't know you were
Just being o luxurious sybarite when
you refused a mattress and q pair of
blankets on the yacht. II ouiy you
could DO warm too. ana comfortabie!"
shaH b." he assured her. "ITl
make cushion OF that great coat OF
yours ana ct down here at the foot
OF the bunk. You're not to bother
about me. You're to prove the EN-.
sleep in IT," '"
and what will you do all the while
sitting there and keeping watch?
would you-would you like 10 read
fathers journal? II you would. ia
nke to have you. after what you said
long ago about tho mon who risked
ana lost their lives trying to reach
the Pole. think II you will read that
book you will understand, in spite of
your wings. And-well. rd like to
nave you understand"
ne moved the bull's-eye to an.
other part Of the hut. where the
light from It would not shine in her
eyes. and would illuminate the IA
OF the book she offered him to read.
wniIe ne sat. wrapped In her rreat-
coat. at the foot Of the bunk.
watching him as no read the paees
OF her fathers journal, she was n
sure the story Tom had told her about
nun was 'false-no: II was not Toms
taisenood: she knew that he believed
tne story-as sure he was innocent of
tnat Imputed treachery and torture as
OF the murder OF the man who had
once been his intimate friend, from
which her own discovery and her
fathers journal cleared him,
For a while every change IN his
sensitive color. every contraction or
widening Of his eyelids. every diiation
OF MS nnely chiselled nostrile, every
move OF his half parted lips. revealed
70 her something Of the spirit Of TIE
man who read.
She saw him close the book At last
ana cit there. a. she had sat, With II
upon his knees. absorbed. reflective,
Suddenly he took up the hook again,
opened Il and referred to the entry on
'nf A.. last ISL p. sSir.,r- nv, ~. u...,
s"e' hAAO wan Ou 0CIlV0
present. Before long he stole q look
at her. She met his eyes.
TIN glad father told us the man
was left-handed." she said graveiy.
because the man who killed Nj.
Hunter was left-handed too"
She had spoken the very thing his
own mind had been cropping for with
out quite finding. and he started and
stared at her. why do you say
thatT" he demanded. How do you
know"
1T was a left handed stick. ! took
II up In my left hand and II fitted;
that was when was fetching 1t out
Of the cabin for Uncle Jerry"
Suppose I had turned out 10 bs
left handed too"
II didn't think Of that. But Il
wouldn't have made any difference
to me. When you really have faith In
anybody II isn't easily shaken: not BY
mere circumstances. at least
There was . LONG silence.
CHAPTER X.
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