The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1915-01-08

way, her lot and the islanders were
soon as thick as thieves. and tanking
up so socially that / actually got e.
chance to whisper a word to Alan and
tell him you were all right, and that
he'd find us both down here on the
beach, IL luck served him with an e.
cape. That was all I got chance to
say. for Judith marched up just then
and yanked him off to his cell. mean
to say, he's locked up now in little
stone hut on the edge of the cliff, with
the door guarded and the window over
looking sheer drop of thirty feet or
so to the beach. When I'd seen that
much l calculated it was about time
for me to get quit of that neighbor-
hood, before Mam'selle Judith nicked
me with the evil eye"
you don't think she saw your" the
girl cried
Il don't think So" Barcus allowed
gravely; and then, lifting his gaze. he
added as he rose in a bound: Il just
know she did-that's ALL
In another instant he was battling
might and main with three willing ruff
fans, who had come suddenly into
view round shoulder of rock; but his
efforts were shortlived, foredoomed to
failure. He was weakened with suffer
ing and fatigue-and the three were
fresh and had the courage at least OF
their numbers. He was overborne In
twinkling, and had his face ground
brutally into the sand while his hands
were made fast with stout rope behind
his back. And when he rose, 1t was
to find. as he had anticipated, that
Roses resistance had been as futile
as his own; she, too, was captive, her
hands bound like his, the huge and un-
clean paw Of one Of Judith's crew cru
ely clamped upon her shoulders.
They were granted time to exchange
no more than one despairing glance
when curt laugh fairly chilled the
blood In Mr.. Barcus, and he swung
| sharply between his two guards to
confront Judith Urine
The woman he saw at first glance,
was in one Of her most dangerous
moods-if, Barcus mentally qualified,
there was pin to choose between her
moods. But now, beyond dispute, she
exhibited countenance new in his
culated to appall.
Her face was bloodless, even as her
| lips were white with the curb she put
upon her passion. Her eyes were lurid
with the glare Of rage approaching
mania. Her hands trembled, her lips
quivered, all her actions were abrupt
with nervousness.
He was by no means poor-spirited
but he shrank openly from the lool
she gave him, and was relieved wher
she, with sheer, passed him by ant
planted herself squarely before hel
sister.
Well" she demanded brusquely
How much longer do you think In
going to tolerate your interference
you poor little fool! How many more
lessons will you require before realiz
ing that mean to have my way, ant
that you'll cross me only to suffe
for it?"
The courage of the other girl VOL
the unstinted admiration of Mr.. Bar
Gus. Far from cringing, she seeme'
to find fresh heart in her sisters chal
lenge. Her head was high, her glanc
level with illimitable contempt as sh
replied:
$50 you've tried again." she in
quired obliquely, with tone Of pity
you've offered him your love yet an
other time, have you?"
"Silence!" Judith cried in fury.
only to learn once more that b
would rather death than you?" Ros
persisted, unflinching. And so yo
! come to take your spite out on me
do you? You pitiful thing! Do yo
think I mind-knowing as l do no,
: that he could never hold you in any
J thing but compassion and contempt?
, For an instant there was silence; b
: the scorn of her sister the heat @
Judith's fury had been transforme
: into cold and malignant rage. Sh
controlled herself and her voice MAJ
velously.
, You will see," she said in even an
J frigid accents. And the light of he
mania leaped and leaped again in he