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III. CON 0" “1:?“ Allyn!“ o
SYNOPSIS
Moraggort, the factor. lured
Pierrot, the trapper, away [rem
his ashes «Id, in his chemo, reset
there himself. shot Bares, the wolf-
dog. their gathered Nepeese, the
tropper‘s daughter, in leis We.
The girl eons fighting desperately
to free hersel/ when Pierrot re-
turned. Instantly the tree m
squared o! and a terrific life and
death struggle followed. Pierrot
got the intruder on the floor and
woe choking More when MoTeggert.
twice pulling the trigger of Me
realm as he lay. killed the girl's
CHAPTER XXI-COHIMUM
What ‘she saw in the Fae-
tot‘s face dragged her out at the
numbness of her grief hack to the
abyss of her own peril. as was
standing over her. in his face
there was no pity. nothing of hen
ror at what he had done—only
an insane sanitation as he looked
-not at Pierrot’s deed body. but
at her. He put out a hand. and it
rested on her heed. she felt his
thick lingers crumpling her hair.
and hie eyes biased like embers
of dre behind watery films. She
struggled to rise. but with his
hands at her hair he held her
down.
“Great Godi" she breathed
She uttered no other words. no
plea for mercy. no other sound but
a dry, hopeless sob. in that mo-
ment neither of them heard or
saw Bares. Twice in crossing the
cabin hie hind-quarters had‘ ragged
to the door. Now he was close to
Mo‘l'aggart. He wanted to give a
single lungs to the men-brute'a
heckIand snap hie thick neck as
he would have broken a caribou-
bone. But he had no strength.
He was still partially paralysed
from hie fore-shoulder back. But
his jaws were like iron. and they
closed savagely on hic'l‘aggart's
reph Picture. With Well. the tiller Dog.
:1 of This Story
hutch-Just beyond the shallofl
out of which he had dragged him;
self to safety—was the beginning
of Dale Foather's Gorge. An av
pulling thing was shaping itself in
her mind as she ran to it—a thing
that with each gasping breath she
drew became more and more a
great and glorious hope. At last
the reached it end looked down.
And as she looked. there whispered
up out of her soul and trembled
on her lips the swan-song of her
mother's people. ‘
Our Fathers—come!
Come from out of the valley.
Guide Ire—for today we die,
And the winds whisper ot deathl;
She raised her arms. Against
the White wilderness beyond the
chasm she stood tail end slim.
Fifthnl'ds behind her the Factor
iron: Leo' ain stopped suddenly
in hie trao “Ah.“ he mumbled.
“is she not wonderful!" And he-
hind hic’l‘aggert. coming teeter
and taster. was Bares.
Again the Willow looked down.
She was at the edge. for she had
no fear in this hour. Many times
she had clung to Pierrot's hand as
she ked over. Down there no
one ould tail end live. Fifty feet
below her the water which never
froze was smashing itself into
froth among the rocks. It wee
deep end black end terrible, for
between the narrow rock walls the
sun did not reach it. The rear of
it filled the Willow‘s ears.
She turned and faced Mc'l'aggart.
Even then he did not guess. but
came toward her again, his arms
stretched out ahead of him. Fifty
yardsi It was not much. and
shortening swiftly.
Once more the Willow‘s lips.
moved. After all. it is the mother
soul that gives us faith to meet
eternity—and it was to the spirit
of her mother that the llow
celled in the hour of death. With
the call on her lips ehe plunged
into the abyss. her wind-whipped
hair clinging to her in a glistening
shroud.
lee.
“She turned end laced Ilo‘i’ap-
pert.“
With e yell of pain tile Factor
released his hold on the Willow.
and she staggered to her test.
For a precious half-minute she was
tree, and as the Factor kicked end
struck to loose Baree's hold. she
ran to the cabin door and out into
the day. The cold air struck her
face: it filled her lungs with new
sum: end without thought of
hope might lie she ran
through the snow into the forest.
lle'l‘aggert appeared at the door
last in time to see her disappear.
fastened his fangs; but he felt no
painesheraninpursnitotthe
girl. She could not go far. An
smeltent cry. inhuman as the on
that she was staggering weekly as
she had. He was halfway to the
of the forest when Bares
himself over the threshold
laws were bleeding where He
had kicked him again and
store his range gave way.
ey between his ears was a
spot. as if a red-hot poker
s been laid therefor an instant.
This wee where lio'l‘aggart'e hul-
iethedIgone. Acnerteroten
inch deeper. end it would have
meant death. As it was. it had
been like the blow of a heavy club.
paralysing his senses and sending
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CHAPTER XXII
A moment later the Factor fi-om
Inc Bein stood at the edge of the
chasm. His voice had called out
in a hoax-he bellow—a wild cry of
disbelief and horror that had
formed the Willow's name as she
disappeared. He looked down.
clutching his huge red hands and
staring in ghastly suspense at the
boiling water and black rocks for
below. There was nothing there
now-no sign of her. no last flash
of her pale face and streaming
hair in the white foam. And she
had done that—to save Herself
from him!
The soul of the man-beast turned
sick within him. so sick that he'
staggered back. his vision blinded‘
and his legs tottering under him.‘
He had killed Pierrot. and it hadi
been a triumph; all his life he had
played the part of the brute with
a stoiclsmnnd cruelty that had
known no shock~nothing like this
that overwhelmed him now, numb-
ing him to the marrow of his bones j
until he stood like one paralyzedf
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He did not see Bares. He did not!
hear the dog's whining cries at the I
edge of the chasm. For a few mo- »
ments the world turned black for‘
him; and then. dragging himself‘
out of his stupor. he ran frantically
along the edge at the gorge. look-
ing down wherever his eyes could
reach the water. striving for a
glimpse of her. At last it grow too
deep. There was no hope. She
was gone—and she had faced that
to escape himi
He mumbled that tact over and
over again. stupidly. thickly. as
though his brain could grasp noth-
ing beyond it. She was dead. And.
Pierrot was dead. And be. in a
few minutes. had accomplished
it all.
He turned back toward the cabin
—not by the trail over which he
had pursued Nepeese. but straight
through the thick bush. Great
dukes of snow had begun to fall.
He looked at the sky. where banks
of dark clouds were rolling up
from the south and east. The sun
went out. Soon there would be I
storm—e heavy snowstorm. The
big ilakes falling on his naked
hands and face not his mind to
work. it was lucky for him. this
storm. it would cover everything
—the fresh trails. even the grave
he uid dig for Pierrot
It does not take such a man as
the Factor long to recover from a'
moral concussion. By the time he
came in sight of the cabin his
. mind was again at work on physio
eel things—on the necessities oi
the situation. The appalling thing.
after all. was not that both Ranch
and Nepeese were dead. but that
his dream was shattered. it was
not that Nepeese was dead. but
that he had lost her. This was his
vital disappointment. The other
thing—his crime—it was easy to
cover. ..
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