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with the sound of voice grow.
Ing fainter and fainter in lis
ears.
Then came a time Of utter
chaos and soundless gloom He
was In pit, where even his
subconscious self was almost dead
under crushing oppression. AT
last star began to gliremer In
this pit. a star pale and indis
tinct and a vast distance away.
But It crept steadily ur through
the eternity of darkness. and the
nearer 1t came the less there was
OF the blackness Of night.
From a star it grew into sun.
end with the sun came dawn In
the dawn he heard the singing of
q bird, and the bird was just over
his head. When CarriGan opened
his eyes, and understanding came
to him. he found himself under
the silver birch that. belonged to
the wood warbler.
For a space he did NOT asI:
himself how he had come there.
He was looking at the river and
the white strip of sand. Out
there were the rock and his uuli-
mage Pack. Also his rifle. In.
stinctfy his eyes turned to the
balsam ambush farther down.
that. too. was in blaze of. sun
light now. But where he Jay. or
sat. or stood-he was not SIRE
what he was doing at that mo-
ment-it was shady and deli
ciously cool. The green of the
cedar and spruce and balsam was
close about him, inset with the
silver and gold Of the tliGkiy.
headed birch.
He discovered that he was boil.
stored up partly against the trunk
OF this birch and against a spruce
sapling. Between these two
where his head rested, was a pile
Of soft moss. freshly torn from
the earth. And within reach Of
him was his own Kit pail flied
with water
He moved himself cautiously
and raised a hand to his head.
His fingers came in contact with
. bandage.
For a minute or two after
that he sat without moving while
his amazed senses seized upon the
sfsnifieance of it all. In the
first place he was alive. .Biii
even this. fact OF living was. less
remarkable than the other Thugs
that had happened. He remeTn-
bered the final moments OF the
unequal duel. His enemy had got
him. 8 And that enemy was a
woman Moreover. after she had
blown away d part of his. had
and had-in place OF finishing
him there-dragged him TO this )
cool nook and tied up, his wound.
Shot BY . WOmau
It was hard for him to be-
lieve. but the phi or water. the
moss behJad his shoulders. the
bandsse. and certain visions that
were reforming themselves in his
brain convinced him. a woman
had shot him. She had worked
like the very devil TO kin him.
And afterWard she had saved
him! He grinned It was final
proof that his mind hadn't been
playing tricks on him. No one
but Z woman would have. been
quite so unreasonable. A man
would have completed the job.
He began to look for her up
and down the white strip OF
sand. And in looking he saw
the gray and silver flash of the !.
hard-working sandpiper. He
chuckled for he was exceed
ingly comfortable. and. also ez-
happy to know the
thing was over and he was not
dead. If the sandpfper hal been
4 man, he would have called him
up 70 shake hands with him. For
Y It hadn't been for the bird,
getting squarely in front Of him
and giving him away. there
might have been a more horrible
end to 1t all. He shuddered as
he thought OF the mighty effort
he had made to fire shot into
the heart of the baIsam am
husband perhaps into t hc
heart Of woman!
He reached for the pail and
drank deeply OF the water in it. /.