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Her eyes were bright, her beautiful face was radiant with health, and it was clear that she was no worse for her experience of the day before. "Good morning, Mr. Stane," she said in gay salutation, "you are the early bird. I hope you slept well." "May I reciprocate the hope, Miss Yardely?" "Never better, thank you. I think hunger and adventure must be healthful.
One of the men found a dead man, who, from the description, I mistook for Stane there, and we also found a wounded Indian, who, with a little persuasion, told us what he knew, which was that a half-breed, of the name of Chigmok, inflamed with love for Miss Yardely, had carried her off, designing to make her his squaw.
Stane pronounced the benediction, waited a few moments, then again he put a hand on the other's shoulder. "Bènard, we have done what we can for the dead; now we must think of the living." "Oui, m'sieu!" "You must eat! I have prepared a meal. And when you have eaten and the dogs are ready we must start on the trail of Miss Yardely." "Oui, m'sieu."
"It would have upset if I had tried to get you out of the water into it." "Then you swam for me?" persisted the girl. "Had to," he answered carelessly. "Couldn't let you drown before my eyes even if I am a convict!" Helen Yardely flushed a little. "I do not think you need mention that again. I am very grateful to a brave man." "Oh, as to that " he began; but she interrupted him.
I saw him slip across that open space there. He has a gun." The bushes she had indicated were about three hundred yards away, and Stane examined them keenly. He could see nothing, however, and at the conclusion of his scrutiny he said: "I will go forward. You remain here, Miss Yardely." "No," she answered. "I will go with you, I would rather."
Breakfast finished, they struck camp, launched the canoe and began to paddle upstream. The current was strong, and their progress slow, but after some three hours they arrived at the junction of the two rivers. Then Stane asked a question. "Which way did you come, Miss Yardely? Down the main stream or the other one?" The girl looked towards the meeting of the waters doubtfully.
I came in the tent to do what I could, and then seated myself to watch. I must have been very tired or " "Please, please, Miss Yardely. You must not reproach yourself. I cannot allow it! I blame myself for giving you so much trouble." "How do you feel?" asked Helen, changing the subject. "Rather groggy," he replied with a poor attempt at gaiety. She stretched a hand and took his.
"No; but he spells deliverance. You see if he can't do anything for us himself he can carry the news of our whereabouts to Fort Malsun, and " At that moment a whip-stock hammered at the cabin-door, and a second later Trooper Anderton entered. For a moment he was a little taken aback by the girl's appearance, then Stane made the introduction. "Miss Yardely; Mr. Anderton!"
"She died up here about 1898, and was buried on the road to the Klondyke." Helen Yardely joined in his laughter. "May she never be resurrected though I am afraid she will be. Where there are half-a-dozen conventional women Mrs. Grundy is always in the midst. But I'm free of her for the time, and I'm just going to live the primitive life whilst I'm here.
The stolen canoe was a very ample reason, and so little inclined was the thief to seek the presence of Sir James Yardely, that when he reached a creek three miles or so up the river, he deliberately turned aside, and at his first camp he used Ainley's note to light his pipe, tossing what was left of it into the fire without the least compunction.
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