Washington telegraph., 1921-03-11
CHAPTER xIIl-continued.

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The burden grew perceptibly heay-
Ter as they toiled upward, and several
times they put Macklln down, while
they flung themselves on the rocks to
regain breath for a fresh effort. The
altitude began to AFFECT Olga, her heart
beating rapidly from exertion, but she
struggled on, determined not to yield
Shelby, noting the whlteness of her
face insisted en- frequent periods OF
rest, so that they must have been more
than an hour in attaining the rock
platform abutting on the cave. Get
ting Macklln's helpless body over that
last high stone rampant proved to be
the most difficult task OF all, and was
only accomplished by sheer strength.
Shelby, hanging downward, with limbs
braced against the rock. and slowly
drawing the inert body up by the mus
cles OF his arms, assisted to some ex-
tent by the efforts OF the girl beneath.
Once safely behind the cover of the
stone parapet. they lay painting with
exhaustion.
However this was q bodily weari-
ness soon mlnistered unto. Shelby,
refusing to let Olga attempt any more,
Grew the wounded man back into the
sseater security OF the cave, and made
him as comfortable as possible. Then,
although still breathing heavily him
pelf, he hastily gathered together what
food remained from his store Of the
day before, and took this out to share
with her. They sat In the open
Just outside the narrow entrance to
the cave, where, by lifting their heads,
they could look over the parapet Into
the deep chasm OF the valley. II
had begun to snow. In large, swirllng
sakes, thlckly enough to blot out COM
pletely the scene beneath, leaving
them perched high abo-e its vortex,
US though they lived In another world.
The white curtain gave them a sense
of isolation. of security, which helped
immeasurably to restore their courage.
They were beyond all probability of
pursuit, free from immediate peril;
shut of from discovery. All that re-
mained was to walt patiently the re-
turn of Pancha with help. The wind
kept the platform free from SHOW,
hurling II down into the deep gorge,
powderlng the trail they had just trav-
eled, and thus completely oblteratlng
any signs OF their passage. Yet the
gray gloom weighed heavily on the
girl.
How long will It take herr" she
asked.
"Pancha7 Oh, she can hardly get
back before late tonight. II is n hard
ride, even II she meets with no acci-
dent"
"You do not think she will attempt
to return alOne"
mot II she brings the doctor.
said nothing. for l did not believe It
necessary. He win never venture into
reasonably strong one. am hoping
she encounters some party out scout
ing which will make trip to Ger
lasche unnecessary. Since the fight
out yonder, troops must be searching
the Bad Lands for renegade Indians.
They would only be too glad TO dis
cover some guide who would lead
them here"
"But surely they know of this
placer"
"They know of It; yes, in a way
They possess full Information as to Its
existence. But to get In here is quite
another matter. Without a competent
guide they might hunt for weeks and,
II they did discover the trail through
some accident, the game would be
gone. Only a sudden dash will ever
round that outfit up they will have to
be hit front and rear, and with no
small force
He looked out into the cloud of
snow, seeking vainly TO penetrate the
curtain.
"The Lord only knows how many
savage devils there are down there
now" he said soberly. 81 don't think
there was much of a bunch when |
first came in-mOstly white outlaws,
cattle thieves and scum of that kind;
but since the fight Indians have been
coming, slew OF 'em, young bucks
who got away. They'll be desperate
and crazed. What was that? That
noise?"
at cnme from the cave. Perhaps It
was Macklln."
They were both upon their feet,
startled by the strange socnd Shelby
bent down and crept In through the
entrance.
CHAPTER XIV.
The Story Of Plot