Evening star., 1937-12-05


rabbitr' he murmured.
She supposed that he had had
relapse, for he still apparently thought
that he was looking at rabbit.
'And the worst of it is" he went on,
that can't do anything about it!
You see must have twisted my ankle.
pretty beastlyf'
"Why didn't you tell me?" she
cried, and. as she slipped off his shoe,
she felt him vince. The ankle was bad;
there was no doubt about that. She
looked frantically round for something
with which to make a cold water COM
press. There was nothing. She turned
away. slipped off stocking, soaked it
in the water. Well, her father had said
she ought to see the world. -.
She bound it round the ankle and
asked him if it was soothing. He
nodded and looked down at his foot
and what was round it. Eye gods.
what rabbitr' he repeated.
A sudden thought came into her
mind. Are you calling me rabbit"
Nov. now, he answered enigmatic-
ally. The Byronie's siren insulted the
night once more They've chucked
the search for the moment" said Bill.
they're calling back the boats" She
said nothing. There seemed to be
nothing to say.
The Irishman came back and looked
down at them. $50 ye've come back to
us out of your dreams?" he said. Then
he disappeared into an obscure corner
and came back with the remains of a
bottle of whisky and mug. Its
Irish," he said. land bit on the
smoky side, but like an arrow from
bow it goes to the spot where it's
wanted most. Don't be shy of finishing
the bottle, for there's no better cure in
the world for pain than drunkr'
Bill looked after him as he moved
away towards the entrance to the cave
and out. THE trouble with that
bloke," he said, ''is that it's as much
as he can do not to be decentp'
You're not going to get drunk, are
you?" asked Jane anxiously.
mo. Miss Pirie," he answered, Il
am not. l am cad. a beast, and
person of no blasted account, but l am
not an ungrateful beastr'
What are you talking about"
'Someday, l suppose, shall have
to tell you," he sighed, but not now.
Now. we've got to get you out of thisr'
I'VE can't get out"
mot till they have got rid of theif
rifles. But supposing the old Byronic
sticks around through tomorrow night,
when gather the two men mean to do
the deed? Then they'll have to get in
touch with their own steamer and put
her off. Thought of that?'
81 hope they don't have to do
that!'
"Why?"
Because we'll have to stay here till
they're rid of the gunsr'
"Oh. wise rabbitr' he sighed. 80
we shall! If only l were a clever
bloke, l suppose some brilliant way
out of this would occur to me-"
Il think" she suggested, that we
ought to get some Sleep"
But they could not sleep. so that
when the early morning light crept in,
it discovered two haggard young
people regarding each other a little
mournfully. Matters were not i'm
proved by change for the worse in
the attitude of the Irishman. Without
word he showed Jane the little store
of provisions, some filthy biscuits and
an ancient cheese, after which he left
them to their own devices.
Fellows ratified about something,
said Bill. Il wonder what it is?'
Before evening they we're to know.
A long argument started between the
two men in the further part of the cave.
Bill said, Il wish l could hear what
they're talking aboutr'
I'm not very good at French,