The Spectator., 1916-03-07

yond at the base os the cliff. A ner. row, slitlike aperture showed in the rock wall. Perhaps there is another cave,' said she.
 Hurry" said Count Frederick. Run and hide yourself there at once" l As she obeyed he set about certain plans of his own. He flung himself down upon the sand at the edge of the cliff, and left trail, as though he had been flung over and down. Here and there he pulled loose certain shrubs to strengthen that impression in the mind of any pursuer who might come. Then, retreating toward the mouth of the cave where Kitty had secreted herself, he obscured his own trail in the sand as best he could by brushing away the footprints with broken bough, trusting to the strong wind to complete his own bungling work at covering his trail. l Mademoiselle,' said he, when at length he joined her. We now have done all that we can do. We have no food, no water, no weapons he showed his empty revolver All we can do is to wait and hope.'
 Covering in their hiding place, they ! lay for what might have been an hour before they heard the voices of any pursuers. Then they saw emerge along their old passageway the fig ures of several of the natives, who stood jabbering, weapons in hand, 1 looking this way and that, seemingly too much excited to have much care. One of these ran to the broken trail mark at the edge of the bluff, and, l shouting in excitement, returned. l With no more ado, and apparently without suspecting the actual trail of the two fugitives, they all now made l off to the right, shouting loudly, and | disappeared from view-no doubt along some steep path known only l to themselves.
 They have gone," said Count Fred erick. and l fancy will not return. They think us dashed to death on the | rocks below"
 We might as we'll be-" said Kitty Gray, alphabetically. What hope is there for US now?"
 Courage, mademoiselle!" was his response. That we have lived through such perils means that there is a purpose for it-one purpose"
 No, said Kitty Gray Tt has been too much We are lost. There is no food no water. Even if there were what chance is there for an escape?"
 Even should there never be an es- cape. mademoselle, life here with you would be better than life anywhere else in the world without you.'
 But, utterly worn out, she only shook her head and turned away. Completely exhausted, at length she fell asleep. He spread about her his own coat and kept watch.
 Night came at length, and with it it's chilling airs. They must have fire. yet fire might announce their presence there. Count Frederick gathered some bits of dried wood here and there, and at length ventured to, build a fire where it would offer warmth within the cave, and where it would be practically invisible from any direction except from the sea. Indeed, he felt that they must take this chance, since only from the sea could they have any hope of escape Their beacon light would shine wide ly, and perhaps some passing mariner might see it.
 The night wore away passed as 1t was in hunger and in chill. with noth- ing to soften the hard floor of the rocky cavern. There was no break fast for them, there was not even a drop of water to assuage their grow ing thirst.
 Once more Count Frederick searched out every corner of their narrow refuge ground. To attempt escape directly down the face of the cliff would have been sheer madness. He followed the trail which the natives had made when they passed to the right along the rock wall. Apparently they had descended by swinging from one tree trunk to another. It would be equal to madness for woman to attempt a descent here-still more hopeless for woman weakened with hunger and fatigue. He told Kitty the truth. as he now found it.
 Leave me-" said she, weakly Save yourself"
 Leave you, mademoiselle?" said he. Never! Not until death do us part shall we be separated
 He read something of his answer in the look in the eyes turned upon him now.
 Tt is we'll" said she at length, sim ply-"we shall live or die-together"
 Together, raademoiselle? Tell me"
 But her hand, raised in sheer weari- ness, arrested him, calling upon all his chivalry.
 We will be able to endure our hum ger for day, at least" said he. Our light shines far. Let us devote at ct dov