Perth Amboy evening news., 1922-11-07
Continued from our last issue)
CHAPTER IL

OI1<Al LIN IL
When at last Eve arrived at the
place OF pines again, and saw the
far. spectral glimmer of Quintana ;
FIRE. the girl was almost GREATNESS
But dawn was not very far away
and there remained little time LOT
The taking alive of a dangerous
man.
Where two enormous pines grew
close together near a sapllng, she
Isnelt down. and. with both hands.
scooped out a big hollow in the I'M
memorial layers of pine needles
Here she pla~-d her trap. 1t took
all her strength and skill to set IT,
10 fasten the chain around the oase
OF the sapling pine.
And now, working with only the
faiatest glimmer of her torch' she
covered everything with pine
needles.
It was not possible to restore the
forest floor; the place
visible-a darker, rougher patch on
the bronzed carpet of needles beaten
smooth by decades of rain ana
snow. No animal would have trod-
den that suspicious space. But II
wa with man she had to deal-a
numerous UuI Lt12OAAAA5 AAAN
few and atrophied instincts-and
with no experience in traps; and,
therefore, in no dread of them
Before she started she had
thrown a cartridge into the breech
of her rifle.
Now she pocketed her torch and
seated herself between the two big
pines and about three feet behind
the hidden trap.
Dawn was not far away She
looked upward through high pine
tops where stars shone; and saw no
sign of dawn. But the watcher by
the fire beyond was astir, now, in
the imminence of dawn. and evil
IDENTIFY mean to warm himself be-
fore leaving.
Eve could hear him piling dry
wood on the fire; the light on the
tree trunks grew redder; a pungent
reek of smoke was drawn through
the forest aisles. She shifted it.
listened, and watched, her rifle
across her knees.
Eve never had been afraid of
anything. She was not afraid of this
man. IL it came to combat she
would have to kill. 1t never entered
her mind to fear Quintana's rifle.
Even Clinch was not as swift with
O rife as she. Only Stormont
had been swifter-thank Cod
She thought of Stormont-sat
there in the terrific darkness loving
him, her heart of a child tremulous
with alteration.
Then the memory of Darragh
pushed in and hot hatred possessed
her. Always, in her heart, she had
distrusted the a
TnSfipcf had warmed her A SDV'i
What evil had he worked already?
Where was her father? Evidently
Quintana had escaped him at
Drowned Valley. Quintana
was yonder by his fire. preparing to
flee the wilderness where men hunt
ed him. . But where was Clinch?
Had this sneak, Darragh, betrayed
him? Was Clinch already in the
clutch of State Troopers? Mas he
in Jail?
At the thought the girl felt Slight
iy faint. then a rush of angry blood
stung her face in the darkness. EX-
eept for game and excise violations
the stories they told about Clinch
were lies.
He had nothing to fear, nothing
driven him to lawlessness; the gov
eminent took away what was left
him to make a living. He had to
live. What If he did break laws
made by millionaire and fanatic!
What of it? He had her love and
her respect-and her deep, deep
pity. And these were enough for
any girl to fight for.
Dawn spread a silvery light above
the pines, but Quintana's fire still
Redeemed the tree trunks: and she
could hear him feeding it at inter-
sals.
Finally she saw him. He came
out on the edge of the rudy ring
cf light and stood peering around
at the woods where already a vague
grayness was revealing nearer trees.
when, finally. he turned his back
and locked at his fire, Eve rose and
stood between the two big pines.
Behind one of them she placed her
rife.
1t was growing lighter in the
woods. She could see Q|uintana in
the fire ring and outside-saw him
go to the spring ~rivulet. lie fiat,
drink, then, on his knees, wash face
and hands in the icy water.