Perth Amboy evening news., 1922-01-14

Continued From Last lssue.)
The battle was short thereafter.
Harold was never a match for Bill.
The latter's hard fists dashed into
his face, blow after blow with grim
reports in the silence. Haroid's re-
sistance ceased; his body quivered
and lay still. Remembering Virgin
ia. Bill leaped to his feet.
But Harold was not quite uncon-
scious. But one impulse was left
to escape; and dumbly he crawled to
the door.
No weapon remained in his hand.
I'll get you yet, you devil!" he
screamed, almost incoherently. rIn
lay in wait and kill you-you can't
get away!"
And out he staggered.
virginia" Bill called. Where
are your"
From the dark, far end Of the
cabin he heard the answer voice
low and tremulous such as is some
times heard from the lips Of a sick
child. Here I am, BILL" she re-
oiled. I'm hit with a stray shot"
XVII
Bill CROPPED his way to Virginia s
side.
His hands told him she was lying
huddled against the wall, a slight,
pathetic figure that broke the heart
within the man. He knelt beside,
hen felt for a match.
But before he struck the match he
remembered his foe without; he
would be quick to fire through the
window II a light showed him his
arget.
Even now he might be crouched in
the snow. his rifle in his arms, watt
ing for just this chance.
Bill snatched a blanket from the
cot, shielded them with 1t, and light
ID the match behind it.
HE can't see the light through
his he told her.
He CROPPED for the fallen candle.
lighted it, and held it close. "You'Il
have to look and see yourself. Vir-
%a.inia," he told her. you remember
of course"
Yes, she remembered his blind
ross. She looked down at the little
a.ain of red on her left shoulder.
"I can't TELL" she told him. ut
went in right here-give me your
hand."
She took his warm hand and rest
q it against the wound. Someway,
i comforted her. Close to the top
,t the shoulder, then" he comment
( l.. But there's nothing 1 can do
Is not a wound 1 a dress. It's
cleaner now than anything we've got
10 clean it with. The only thing is
{, lie still--so it wont bleed"
do you think I'll die ?" she asked
him quietly.
II don't think the wound is Sc
1870 L.. ,@-NIF sc ryn 1ott1I not rrorI
down to a DOCTOR" he told her. at
y3u are lying still. but it has been
Needing pretty freely. It's just a
flesh wound. really. But you see"
Her mind leaped at once to his
thought. "You mean-it's the same,
either way?" she questioned.
1T means death-that's all 1t
means. 1 don't care on my w ac-
COUNT
'.Then don't care on mine, either"
M at once her hand went up and
ccressed his face Hold me, Bill,
won't your" she asked. Hold me in
your arms"
The mans arms frightened around
her. He lowered his lips close to
hers.
Il love you"
h drew his head down and down
until her own lips halted the flow of
his words. "And l love you, Bill
she told him. "No~one but you.'.
Only once during the night dld
TIL leave her-to cover the crack OF
I'll. door and build up the fire. When
he returned, her warm little flood OF
;es was as If he had been absent
~. weary hours.
But her thoughts had been busy,
cen in this moment. All at once
81 drew his ear close to her lips.
Bill, will you listen to me q min
utc?" she asked.
Listen! I'll listen to every
vssrd2"
Il think I know the way-at least
n lighting chance-to life and SAFE
~ -
xviii
Everything depends e1rst," Vlr-
gilia said, whether or not you can
81. wi through the little window OF
The cabin
sill remembered his experience In
tl,s smoke-flled Hut and he kissed
her, whispering that would be easy
1.-THE next thing-are
snowshoes in this room"
so it depends on Harold, does 1t!
/ believe his snow shoes are here.
Harold left rather hurriedly-and l