Corpus Christi caller and daily herald. [volume] (Corpus Christi, Tex.) 1911-1917, 1914-10-13

CHATTER XIX.


suggested thiHi"
The Girl responded with cute
laugh Of the most natural effect iuag
Unable until II ended IN a aigh, ans
! without the least warning she crUhn
/ pied upon herself. aud would hays
fallen heavily. IN 4 dead faint, but FOL
Alan's quickness.
Good Lord" narcun exclaimed. No
Alan gently lowered s.ss inert body 81
the girl 10 the hands "And to ,higL
didn't understand nhe was 80 nearly
all in--chaiilng her like thatl I'd like
to Kick myself"
Don't be- impatient" hisa advised
gfimiy, I'm busy jss; at present. but
Meantime, you might fetch
some water 10 revive her"
u WAS an order ~ no means eesy
To on, Darcua had only hla cupped
hands fcF a vessel. and little water
remained Ia thom by tho time he had
dashed from the shadows back 10 tho
spot whore Rose lay unconacloaa
while the few drops hs did manage
20 sprinkle Into her face asailed noth
ing toward rouaiug hor from tho
trance Hike alnmbors % exhaustion into
which ahe passed from her fainilug
~.
In tho end Alan gave up the effort.
she's al right" he reported relcaa,
lag the Wrist whose pulae he had been
timing SHE tainted, right enough,
but now ahnH iuat asleep aud needs
H. God knawsi Il would he kinder
To- let her rest, at least until / see what
sort Of a reception that lighthouse b.
Inclined to ofor ua"
"foull so ,hcn3" narcus inquired
"ld just aa lief, myself !"
No. let me" Alan insisted "Ire
not far--not mora than quarter Of
mile. And she'll be safe enough hero.
Ia your care. tho little time I'm gone. "
harcua nodded iils ;ace wan drawn
aud gray in ths muuu.Rlare. Thank
Godl' no brcathed brokenly, you're
abb, I'm not
lilo sat down suddenly aud reated his
head on his knees. Don't be longer
than you can help" no muttered
thiokly.
tic had como 20 the headland Of
the lighthouse itself before the ground
began Ia nhelvo more gently Ia the
beach and was on tho point OF adj,
dressing himself to The DARK aud silent
cottage OF the llghtkoepcr when he
paused, struck hy sight Of what till
then had been hidden from him.
Tho promoniory. he found. formed
the eastern extremity OF n wlde-armed
II shallow hmbor vhero rode at moor.
inga considerable number OF small
craft pleasure vessels assorted about
equally with aahlng buata. And barely
an eighth OF milo on. long legged
wharyoa stood knecdcop in the water,
Hike tcntaolea Hung out from the sleepy
little nshing village that dotted tho
rising ground "a community OF per
hspe two hundred dwellings
Nor was this Ml--eycn as Alan hove
In View OF the village he heard a scrlee
Of rtaccato snorts. the harsh toliing OF
hrazen bell. the rumble OF tsaln
pulling out from station And then
he saw its Jewelstring OF lights Hash
chwart tho landscape and vanish aa
its noise died away dimlnuondo.
Whore emo train ran another must
lie need only now secure Romcthing
TO revive Rosc. help her somehow up
the beach. aud In another hour or two,
OF a certainty. they would ba speed.
Ing northwards. up tho cape. toward
Boston and the land Of law aud order.
Such thoughte as these. at leaat.
made up the texture OF his hopes; the
outcome proved them somewhat too
presump,uous. llo loggcd down
quiet village street aud into tho rail
road station Just as tho agent was clos
Ing up for the night,
A surly citizen, sis assent, ill-pleased
to have his plans dlsordersd by chance
lung strangers Ro greeted Alan's
brea,hless query with grunt OF In.
grained churlishncss.
rNah," no averred. they aint no
more trains til mornin' Can't y see
I'm shuttin' up"
But surely there must be tela.
graph station"
"iou bet your TIE they ls--rlght
hers In this depot An I'm ehuttn' & /
up. too"
"ilaa the operator gone for the
niEhtf"
He's going. I'm the op'rator No
business transacted after oitce hours
Call raoand at eight O'Clock tomor. 4
row mornin' Now II you'll Jest slep
out OF that door, IN say gdnight 10 1
you"
"hu, must send telegram" Alan
protected. y toll you. mcat IT'S
matter u HE aud death"
sure, YOUNG Teller II always is
after business hoars."
Won't YOU opel. Up again"
II tel you. mol
IN deeperss Alan manned a hard
into HIS trousers pocket, "Wsa a dol
lar influence soar better jadementg"
he suggested shrcwdly !
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