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Ainley interpreted the exclamation in his own way, but looking at the girl was surprised by a look which had come into her face. Her listlessness had fallen from her. There was a look of absorption about her which puzzled him, and he wondered what she was thinking of.
Not that the knowledge is really essential now, since judging from the fact that Ainley went down the lake it seems likely that there is a way to Malsun river in that direction. But we simply must have dogs." "Then in the morning we follow the mysterious one's trail?" "Yes, if there is no wind or snow in the night."
"No!" agreed Anderton, "thank heaven! But you understand, Ainley, I've no option. If you were my own brother it would be the same. The oath of service is a very exacting one 'without fear or favour or affection of or toward any person. So help me God! A man can't " "Oh, you needn't apologize, Anderton, I recognize the situation well enough. Don't mind if I lapse into silence do you?
But I think you're right, the more so since I encountered him up here." He gave a brief account of his meeting with Ainley, told how he had waited for him on two successive nights, and how on the second night he had been kidnapped without any apparent reason. The policeman listened carefully and at the end nodded his head. "Looks fishy!" he commented. "The fellow was afraid of you."
The factor's wife, who had observed the incident, looked at him inquiringly. "Do you know that man, Mr. Ainley?" The dapper young man laughed a short, discordant laugh. "He certainly bears a resemblance to a man whom I knew some years ago." "He seemed to recognize you, Mr. Ainley. I saw that much in his eyes."
"But we are in danger still, and a little hardship is better than the grave risk of life." "Oh!" answered Helen. "I do not mind the hardship." "That is what I should expect of you," answered Ainley quickly, "but it is not for long that I ask it of you. In another hour or so, we shall be safe, I hope, then we will camp until the storm is over." "Of whom are you afraid?" asked Helen. "Indians!
Helen Yardely glanced swiftly at her companion, and surprised a look of something very like consternation in his eyes. "That was very queer!" she said quickly. "What was very queer?" asked Ainley. "That girl's action. Did you see how she looked at you? She was going to speak to you and changed her mind." Ainley laughed a trifle uneasily. "Possibly she blames me for the disappearance of her lover!"
Why should I? If you will think, Helen, you will find many reasons why this was the only thing for Ainley. He has left a long note in his pocket-book and a confession which clears me of that affair at Oxford. There is a note also for you perhaps you would like to take the book and read the note to me as well."
"The wise thing," again the bitter mirthless laugh sounded. "When did I ever do the wise thing? I suppose I may consider myself under arrest." "Detained on suspicion," admitted the policeman. "I think I must trouble you for your pistol and hunting-knife." Once more Ainley laughed his bitter laugh, and unbuckling his belt threw it to the policeman. "It isn't often you arrest an old chum," he said.
At the end of that day her uncle ordered the camp to be pitched on a little meadow backed by a sombre forest of spruce. And after the evening meal, in company with Gerald Ainley, she walked towards the timber where an owl was hooting dismally. The air was perfectly still, the sky above crystal clear, and the Northern horizon filled with a golden glow.
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