The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1916-04-04

began for Jensen a heart.brcaklng
Journey Of nearly one hundred
miles that will long linger in his
memory. In order 10 keep his weak
form secure on the elcdge. IL had
been necessary 10 bind him there
with cords. Carefully an this had
been done. the cords cut cruelty
into his flesh at every jolt OF the
sledge runners. And the storm beat
pitilessly into his face. like n rain
Of sharp sand. for they were now
travelling into the very teeth Of the
wind.
The Intense cold he neither con
sidered nor felt: thus his body TEN.
peratnre Of los degrees was not
without some benefit. And contin.
unlly he was trying 10 fight back
the delirium. trying by sheer force
OF will TO hold his mind TO sane
things and 10 study his case.
At times they stopped for rest
tho sledges were turned back 10 the
gale. and Miss Mallabec came up 10
where Jensen lay fighting his silent
battle against the fever Since she
realized the seriousness ~ his ~.
ness she had dropped the notion Of
referring 20 him as this man who
calls himself Kerrison." and now
called him simply Boy" These
slight rests and her presence by his
side had come 10 be like GASES in
Jensen's nightmare journey.
when night came they halted.
and the blind man managed TO
throw together rough, iean.to
tarpaulin shelter. Then he built a
fire and made coffee. Jensen's
sledge bed was drawn close to the
blaze. and Peter Saint brought him
n tin cup OF coffee and a handful OF
biscuits. lie drank the coffee. but
the biscuits he could not force him.
self to swallow.
Miss Mallabee munchcd her bis
cults. drank her coffee and then
turned TO the habitan.
You had better lie down and
sleep. Peter Saint" said Miss Nal.
iabee, as she came shivering toward
tho fire. I'll cit up awhile. tend
the fire. and get thoroiy warmed
while you take nap. Peter"
The blind man protested that he
had no need for sleep. but Miss
Mallsbee insisted. and. after throw.
ing more wood upon the fire. Peter
Saint finally curled up In one cor
ner OF the shelter and was soon
sleeping like an animal.
Alan Jensen had not been con
nected with the United States ne.
cret service long enough TO render
him cailoused toward crfminals-of
the feminine persuasion. at least.
Kerry Mallabee had been study.
Ing Jensen's face for some time M
he lay by the fire. warmly wrapped.
on Peter Saints sledge. Finally
she spoke.
How do you feel now, Boy" she
asked. not untenderly.
Better" he answered.
But that's what you've been tell.
ing mo all day" she protested, with
q little smile. According to the
number OF times you have regis.
tered progress. you should Be about
100 per cent more than entirely
well BY now"
It's real this time. he Assured
ner. Between your srychnine.
your ouinins and your surgical
dressings. I'm beginning to feel IKE
new man"
Like somebody else besides Mr..
kerrison7" she asked.
The arrow found its TARGET In Ian.
sens mind. yet did not 90 far abash
him that he could not return her
arrow.
Not quite 80 changed AZ tha,
miss Mallabee." he said. "Or shall
] call you Miss Kerrison."
MY name Is Kerrison Mailabee !"
she retorted. bit CURLY. "My
friends usually shorten II TO Kerry
am sorry | misunderstood.
said Jensen. contriteiy. 1T was
stupid OF me-"
The two fell again into silence
a. Kerry Mailabee replenished m.
fire. Presently she turned again
toward Jensen and asked:
Tell me Just what happened In
the cabin before II caught fire,
The last thing remember IL when
Big Dan was choking me across his
knee. and ! saw you stagger TO.
ward us and fall. Peter has told
me that Big Dan IL dead; did YOU
kill HIM"
Babe killed him." answered Jen.
sen.
But Babe was securely chained
In her corner: did she break her
chainT" insisted Miss Mallabee.
u think she must have. or gotten
loose In some way" answered Jen.
sen rather diffidently.
Kerry Mallabee had continued 10
study his face intently.
Il don't think | understand you.
quite. Peter Saint has already told
me that some one snapped open the
steel catch on Babes collar"
oh. well. II you must know
them" answered Jensen boyishly. 81
snapped her chain. know l
couldn't aid you in my helpless con.