The Arvada enterprise., 1916-11-30

resting on the half-open slide. He
made no movement whatever-simply
stood there. staring at me-
began to .remble. The old stom-
ach sickness clutched me. | put one
hand on the edge OF the house to
steady myself My lips seemed sud.
denly dry and | moistened them
against the need OF speech. Nor did
for an instant take my eyes on him.
Neither of US spoke. There was some
thing ominous in his silence. his i'm
mobility. All my old fear OF him re-
turned and by new fear was increased
hundred fold And still we stood.
the pair of US. staring at each other.
was aware of the demand for ac-
tion, and. my old helplessness strong
upon me. | was waiting for him to
take the initiative Then. as the mo-
ments went by. it was at last i'm
pressed upon me that | was there not
to have Wolf Larsen take the initia-
tive. but to take it myself
cooked both barrels and leveled
the shotgun at him. Had he moved.
attempted to drop down the compan-
ionway. | know | would have shot
him. But he stood motionless and
staring as before. And as | faced
him. with leveled gun shaking in my
hands. | had time to note the worn
and haggard appearance OF his face.
1t was as II some strong anxiety had
wasted 1t. The cheeks were sunken,
and there was wearied. puCkered
expression on the BROW. And 1t
seemed to me that his eyes were
strange. not only the expression. but
the physical seeming. as though the
optic nerves and supporting muscles
had suffered strain and slightly twist
ed the eyeballs
All this saw. and my brain now
working rapidly. | thought a thousand
thoughts; and yet could not pull the
triggers. | lowered the gun and
stepped to the corner of the cabin.
primarily to relieve the tension on
my nerves and to make new start.
raised the gun. He was almost at
arms length. There was no hope for
him. ] was resolved. There was no
possible chance Of missing him. no
matter how poor my craftsmanship.
And yet | wrestled with myself and
could not pull the triggers.
Well" he demanded impatiently.
| strove vainly to force my fingers
down on the triggers. and vainly |
strove to say something.
why don't you shoot" he asked.
/ cleared my throat of huskiness
which prevented speech.
Hump" he said slowly. you can't
do It. You are not exactly afraid. You
are impotent. Your conventional
morality is stronger than you. You
are tho slave to the opinions which
have crcdence among the people you
have known and have read about
Their code has been drummed into
your head from the time you lispcd.
and in spite of your philosophy, and
of what | have taught you. 1t won't let
you kill an unarmcd. unresisting man.
Il know it," said hoarsely.
And you know that | would kill an
unarmed man as readily as would
smoke "A cigar" he went on. You
know me for what | am-my worth
in the world by your standard. You
have called me snake. tiger. shark.
monster. and Caliban. And yet. you
little rag puppet. you little echong
mechanism. you are unable to kill me
as you would snake or a shark. be-
cause ! have hands. feet. and body
shaped somewhat like yours. Bah.
| had hoped better things OF you.
Hump"
lie stepped out OF the companion.
way and came up to me.
Put down that gun. want to
ask you some questions. haven't
had chance to look around yet.
What place is this? How Is the
Ghost lying? How did you get here?
Where's Maud beg your pardon.
Miss i'rcwster-or should ] say. Mrs.
Van Weydcn 90
had backed away from him. al.
most weeping at my inability to shoot
him. but not fool enough to put down
the gun. hoped. desperately. that
he might commit some hostile act. at.
tempt to strike me or choke me: for
IN such way only | knew could be
stirred to shoot
This is Endcavor island" | said
Never heard of IT," he broke in.
AT least. that's our name for it," |
amended.
Our" he qucricd Who's our?'
Miss brewster and myself And
the Ghost Is lying. AZ you can see for
Yourself. bow on TO the beach"
Their. ar. seals here he said
They woke mo M with their barking
or I'd bc sleeping vet. | heard them
when | drove in last night They were
the first warning that | was on lee
shore It's ruokcry, N" Kind OF a
thing I've hunted for years Thanks
to my brother Death, I've lighted on
fortune It's mint What's It's
bcarinrs'"
Haven't tho least idea" said.
hut you ought to know quite closely
What were your las, rtsoryatiuns'