The Dermott news., 1919-08-07
CHAPTER VIII.
Dreams of the Nirht.


 Jsequeltne and We're together the only human beings within a score ot miles Ne we're seated side by ~sar m the sleigh Il which the Iogs pulled steadily
 The mystery of lacqueinc's rescue by Captain bHbois had been simple one The youae man with the mus tachc WIS a certain Philippe LacroiN well known 10 Dubois member ef q good faeily but of djSSolute habits just such ose as LeveuX found + convenient to attach to his political fortunes hy timely financial aid.
 There was no doubt that he hal been in New York with Ieroux. am that they had hatehed the plot to kia nap Jae4ueliue after I had been struck down.
 Fortunately for uS. Laeroix. igno- rant. as was Leroux himself. that the two ships had exchanged roles and du= ties, took Jacqueline aboard the Sainte- Verge where Captain puhaiS. who was watching in anticipation of IH marched him n pistol point to the house on Paul street. in which LaeroiX was kept prisoner by friends of pu- hoiS until the Saiute- Verge had sailed
 Dubois left Us at St Boniface with a final caution against LerouX, and proceeded along The shore with his bags of mail but first he had a SatiS- factory conversation with NJ Danton concerning us.
 Dantou, who of course knew Jncque- line, took the opportunity of assuring me that her father, though a recluse and a mSanthropP who had not left his seigniory for forty years. was said 10 he a man of heart and would un= douhtedly forgive uS. He was clearly under the impression that We were married and since Dubois had not en- lighfened him on this point did not do so.
 NJ. Danton had his sleigh and eight tine-lookng dogs ready for us. | Pur- chased these outright in order to carry no hostages We took with us several days supply of food, Hute tent, sleeping bags and frozen fish for the animals.
 II was a strange situation IL might easily have become an impossible ene. But it was sacred comrudeship refined above the love of friend for friend of lover for lover, by her faith, her help leSSHess and need
 l think that she liked best to sit be side me in the marrow sleigh and lean against my shoulder, her physical wearnesS the reflection uf her spirit nal unrest. She did not want to think. and she wanted me 10 shield her.
 But even in this solitude fear drove me on, for l knew that relentless enemy followed hard after us, camp Ing where we had camped and reading the miles between us by the smolder- ing ashes Of our old fires.
 At nightfall l would pitch the tent for Jaequeline and place her sleeping bag within. and while she slept would lie by the huge fire near the dogs, and we kept watch over her together.
 So passed three days and nights
 The fourth short day drew toward it's end a little after four o'clock. l remember that we camped late. for the sun had already dipped to the level horizon and vas casting black. mile long shadows across the snow.
 I hammered in the pegs and built q fire with dry boughS, collecting quan- tity of wood sufficient to last until morning. Then Jacqueline made tea and we ate our supper and erept into our sleeping bags and lay down.
 I could not still my mind. The un- certainty ahead of us. the knowledge of Leroux behind tried me sorely, and )nly Jaequelines need sustained my courage.
 As I was on the point of dropping asleep I heard lone wolf howl from lfar. and instantly the pack took up he cry. One of the aogs. great,