The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1915-04-08

utes OF banter which followed,
there was a serious something
underneath the fun which 1
could not but relate to the
strange and fleeing expression |
had caught in her eyes. What
was 1t? Could IL be that our
eyes were speaking beyond the
VIII OF our speech? My eyes had
spoken, | knew, until | had found
the culprits out and silenced
them This had occurred sew
eral times. But had she seen
the clamor in them and under
stood? And had her eyes so spo-
Ken to me? What else could
that expression have meant-that
dancing, tremulous light, and a
something more which words
could not describe? And yet IL
could not be. 1t was impossible.
Besides, ] was not skilled In the
speech of eyes. | was only Hum
phrey Van Weyden, a bookish
Fellow who loved. And to love,
and to wait and win love, that
surely was glorious enough for
me. And thus | thought, even
as we chafed each others APP
pearance, until we arrived
ashore and there were other
things to think about.
ITS shame, after working
hard all day, that We cannot have
an uninterrupted nights Sleep
| complained, after supper.
But there can be no danger
now? from blind MANI" she
queried.
II shall never be able to trust
him." | averred, land far less
now that he is blind. The la
bility is that his part helplessness
will make him more malignant
than ever. know what / shall
do tomorrow, the first thing
run out light anchor and kedge
the schooner off the beach. And
each night when we come ashore
in the boat, Mr.. Wolf Larsen will
be left prisoner on board. So
this will be the last night we
have to stand watch, and because
of that it will go easier
We were awake early and Just
finishing breakfast as daylight
came.
"Oh, Humphrey" heard
Maud cry in dismay and suddenly
stop.
! looked at her. She was gaz-
ing at the Ghost. | followed her
gaze, but conld see nothing un-
usual. She looked at me, and
looked inquiry back.
"The shears" she said, and
her voice trembled.
had forgotten their exist
ence. ! looked again, but could |
not see them.
If he has" / muttered saw
agely.
She-put her hand sympathetic !,
ally on mine, and said, "Yol will
have to begin over again."
ooh, believe me, my anger
means nothing: | could not hurt
a fly" ] smiled back bitterly.
And the worst of 1t is, he knows
it. You are right. II he has
destroyed the shears, shall do
nothing except begin over again."
But Ill stand my watch on
board hereafter" I blurted out
a moment later. And IL he in
terferes-''
But l dare not stay ashore
all night Alone Maud was say
ing when came back to myself.
1T would be so much nicer II he
would be friendly with us and
help us. We could all live COM
fortably aboard. -"
I'VE WILL" / asserted, still
for the destruction of
my beloved shears had hit me
hard. THAT is, you and I will
live aboard. friendly or not with
Wolf Larsen"
''lt's childish" I laughed lat
err, for him to do such things,
and for me to grow angry over
them. for that matter"
But my heart smote me when
we climbed aboard and looked at
the havoc he had done. The
shears we're gone altogether. The
guys had been slashed right and
left. The throat-halyards which
had rugged were cut across
through every part. And he
knew could not splice. AL
thought struck me. ran to the
Il