Yellowstone monitor., 1914-09-24
Copyright, 1914 BY Louis Joseph vano.

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Yes, ! did-eh! / happen to II
oosslng this end OF the boat and =
aave sense enough to realize thera1
10 sense at all IN our wasting fuel the
way we are-crutsing nowhere!"
Well" Law contended. struck 10
ne fairness Of this argument. but m.
ible to calm his uneasiness-"inst to
same. we might"
Yes; Of course, We might" Rarc,.
snapped. We might whole lot We
might, for instance, be heading for
spain. for all you or / know to the
contrary. And in such case. / for on
respectfully prefer to have gas enough
70 take US home again II ever thia
da-blessed fog utksl"
And for several seconds longer tn,
stiffness strangled their spirits in it.
ruthless grasp.
Then OF a sudden q cry shrillel
through the fog, so near at hand tha,
1t seemed scarcely more distant thar
over the side:
Alloy! Help! Alloy there! Help!'
So insistent. so urgent was it's &C
cent that, coupled with the surprise
1t brought the three as one to their
feet, al! a-tremble, their eyes seeking
one another's faces, then shifting un
easily away.
What can it be?" Rose whispered
aghast, shrinking into Alan's ready
arm.
"A woman" Barcus put in harshly.
Judith" the girl moaned.
Alan shook himself together. "Im
possible!" he contended. II saw her
go down -
THAT doesn't prove she didn't come
up" Barcus commented acidly.
"Ahoy: Motorboat aho-o-oy! Help"
"And that" Barcus pursued sadly,
"just proves she did come up-blame
the luck! Alive she is, and kicking;
stand clear. An able-bodied pair of
lungs was back of that hail, my friend;
and you needn't tell me l don't know
the dulcet accents Of that angelic con.
tralto!"
Without needing him, Alan cupped
hands to mouth and sent an answer.
ing cry ringing through the murk:
"Ahoy! Where are you? Where
away?"
"Here-on the reef-half- lf-drowned-
perishing with chill"
How does my voice bear?" Alan
called back.
What the dickens do you carer"
Barcus interpolated suspiciuosly.
ITO port" the response rang through
the fog. "Starboard your helm and
come in slowly!"
"Right-o! Half q minute!" Alan re-
piled reassuringly.
Like hell!" Mr.. Barcus muttered in
his throat as he jumped down into the
engine pit and bent over the fly-wheel.
Leaping on the forward thwart and
himself perilously near the
gunwale, Alan strained his vision
vainly against the opacity Of the fog.
Cant make out anything he
grumbled. looking back. "Start her
up-but slows the word-and ware
reef!"
Nothing DOING" Barcus retorted
curtly. "The motto is now. Full speed
as you must know"
20 come! We can't leave q woman
out therein fix like that!"
"Can't we? You watch!" Barcus
zrunted malevolently. rocking the
heavy fywheel with all his might; for
the motor had turned suddenly stub.
born.
"Alan!" Rose pleaded, laying hand
upon his sleeve. Think what 1t
means! know it sounds heartless OF
me-and it's my own sister. But you
know how mad she is-wild with ha'
red and jealousy. II you take her into
his boat, it's your life or hers!"
III we leave her out there" Alan |
shaking his arm impatlently
rec, "it's her life on our heads!"
At this juncture the motor took
charge of the argument, ending 1t IN
summary fashion. With q smart ex'
olosion in the cylinder. it started up
Unexpectedly, at one and the same
ime almost dislocating the arm Of
Nr, Barcus and precipitating Alan
,yerboard,
Il was not given him to know what
vas happening until he found himself
d the water; he struggled to the sur
ace Just Ia time to see the bows O.
he lifeboat back away and vanish Into
he mist.
CHAPTER XVI.