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I suppose it rises out of the real menace that may be hidden in the woods, the menace of some one watching and waiting to strike." "Very possible," answered Stane, flashing a quick look at her. He was looking for the sign of fear, but found none, and a second later he said abruptly: "Miss Yardely, I think you are very brave."
I don't understand it at all, but that sledge, we must find it, for to the best of my belief, Miss Yardely is on it." "Miss Yardely! What on earth " "It is a long story. I haven't time to explain. We were attacked and she was carried off. Come along, Dandy, and help me to find her." The policeman shook his head and pointed to the whirling snow.
One always finds gold in these deserted cabins, according to the story-books. And we find flour and you rejoice!" "I do," answered Stane joyfully. "Miss Yardely, that flour is a godsend. We were very short, as you told me, only a pound or two left, and I was afraid that we might have to live on meat and fish alone, and you don't know what that means. I do!
I have decided to cut out the visits to the posts north of this, and to work across to the Peace River, and so southward." "You are going back?" cried Ainley in some consternation. "You are going to leave Miss Yardely " "No, my dear fellow," interrupted Sir James, anticipating the conclusion of his subordinate's sentence. "I am not going to leave her to her fate.
"The life itself is the attraction up here." Stane permitted himself to smile at her enthusiasm and then spoke. "But if you had to live it day by day, year in and year out, Miss Yardely, then " "Oh then," she interrupted lightly, "it might be different. But " She broke off suddenly and a sparkle of interest came in her eyes. Pointing to the pile of wood in the corner she cried: "Mr.
"Somewhere out there, Jean, and still to find." "But we fin' her, m'sieu. Haf no fear but dat we weel her find, when zee snow it stop!" And the ringing confidence in his tone brought new heart to Stane, still beset with fears for Helen. As Helen Yardely caught sight of Ainley's face, for a moment she was dumb with amazement, then she cried: "You? You?"
Then the smile died, leaving the absent, thoughtful look more pronounced, and in the same moment the vision of Miskodeed was obliterated by the vision of Helen Yardely the woman of his own race, fair and softly-strong, and as different as well as could be from the daughter of the wilds.
I take a pride in my cookery." She laughed and turned again to the stove. Both the men watched her admiringly for a moment, and then Anderton asked: "Been up here long, Stane?" Stane gave him an approximate date, and explained the situation by recounting his accident. The other nodded sympathetically. "You were lucky to have Miss Yardely with you. I had a narrow shave myself this morning.
He liked her spirit, and he knew that that would carry her through the difficulties that lay before them, even when the flesh was inclined to failure. But presently the springs of song dried up, and when the silence had lasted a little time he looked round. The girl's face was flushed, and the sweat was dropping in her eyes. "Nothing the matter, I hope, Miss Yardely?"
It is the real thing; whilst my uncle's camps are just civilization imposing itself on the wilderness." "But your uncle! You must think of him, Miss Yardely. You have now been away an afternoon and a night. He will be very anxious." "Yes!" she said, "that's the pity of it. If it were not for that " She broke off suddenly, gave a little laugh, and for no apparent reason her face flushed rosily.
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