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She was groping for the doorknob
In the darkness made thicker by the
glare of the passing headlight when
a voice, disembodied for the moment
said: “Wait a minute. Mis- Carteret;
I’d like to have a word with you.”
She drew back quickly.
“Is it you, Mr. Jastrow? Let me
go in, please.”
“In one moment. I have somethin?
to say to you—something you oughl
to hear.”
“Can’t it be said on the other side
icf the door? I am cold—very cold,
]JNIr. Jastrow.”
It was his saving hint, but he would
jiot take it.
“INo, it must be said to you alone
We have at least one thing in com
mon, Miss Carteret—you and I. Thai
is a proper appreciation of the sue
messful realities. I—"
She stopped him with a quick little
gesture of impatience.
“Will you be good enough to stand
aside and let me go in?”
The keen breath of the snow-caps
was summer-warm in comparison with
the chilling iciness of her manner;
but the secretary went on unmoved;
“Success is the only thing worth
while in this world. Winton will fail
but I shan't. And when I do succeed,
I shall marry a woman who can weai
the purple becomingly.”
“I hope you may, I'm sure,” she
answered, wearily. “Yet you will ex
muse me if I say that I don't under
stand how it concerns me, or why you
should keep me out here in the cold
to tell me about it.”
“Don't you? It concerns you very
mearly. You are the woman. Miss
(Carteret.”
“Indeed? And if I decline the
honor?"
The contingency was one for which
the suitor seemed not entirely pre
pared. Vet he evinced a willingnesa
do meet the hypothesis in a spirit of
Tperfcct candor.
“You wouldn't do that, definitely, 1
fancy. It would be tantamount tc
(driving me to extremities.”
“If you will tell me how I can dc
;it ‘definitely,’ 1 shall be most happy tc
drive you to extremities, or anywhere
(else out of my way,” she said, frigidly.
“Oh, I think not,” he rejoined.
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“You wouldn't want me to go and tell
Mr. Darrah how you have betrayed
him to Win ton. I had the singular
good fortune to overhear your con
versation—yours and Winton's, you
hnow; and if Mr. Darrah knew, h«
•would cut you out of his wMl with
'*ry llttIe compunction, don’t, you
And, really, you mustn’t
throw yourself away on that Senti
—-' iit.tl lonimv of an engineer. Miss
n'ginia. He’ll never he able to give
you the position you’re fitted for.”
Hnce French was a dead language
to Mr. Arthur Jastrow, he never knew
'\nat' St "’as that Miss Carteret named
■ im. Rut she left him in no doubt
at to her immediate purpose.
If that be the case, we would bet
ter go and find my uncle at once,” she
said in her softest tone; and before he
could object she had led the way to
the Rajah s working-den stateroom.
Mr. Darrah was deep in one of the
cipher telegrams when they entered,
and he looked up to glare fiercely at
one and then the other of the intrud
ers. \ irginia gave her persecutor no
time to lodge his accusation.
I ncle Somerville. Mr. Winton was
here an hour ago. as you know, and
[ told him what you had done—what
i had heiped you do. Also, I sent
him about his business; which is, to
win his railroad fight if he can. Mr.
Jastrow overheard the conversation,
purposely, and as he threatens to turn
informer, 1 am saving him the trou
ble. Perhaps I ought to add that he
offered to hold his peace if I would
promise to marry him.”
What the unlucky Jastrow might
have said in his own behalf is not
to be here set down in peaceful black
and white. With the final word of
Virginia's explanation the fierce old
master of men was up and clutching
for the secretary's throat, and the
working complement of the Rosemary
suffered instant loss.
“You’ll spy upon a membeh of my
family, will you, seh!” he stormed.
"Out with you, bag and baggage, befo’
' lose my tempeh and forget what is
due to this young lady you have in
sulted. seh, with your infamous pro
posals! Faveh me instantly, while
you have a leg to run with! Go!”
.Tastrow disappeared; and when the
door closed behind him Virginia faced
her irate elan-ehief bravely.
“He was a spy, and he would have
been a traitor—for a consideration.
Fncle Somerville. But I am little bet
ter. What will you do to me?”
The Rajah's wrath evaporated quick
ly, and a shrewd smile, not unkindly,
wrinkled the ruddy old face.
“So it was a case of the trappeb
trapped, was it. my deah? I’m sor
ry —right sorry. I might have known
how it would be; a youngeh man
would have known. But you have
done no unpahdonable mischief.
Misteh Winton would have found out
for himself in a few hours at furthest,
and we are ready for him now.’
“Oh. dear!” she said. “Then be
will be beaten?”
“Unquestionably. Faveh me by go
ing to bed, my deah. \ our roses will
suffeli sadly for ail this excitement,
I feah. Good night.”
CHAPTER XI.
It seemed to Virginia that she had
but. just fallen asleep when she was
rudely awakened by the jar and grind
of the Rosemary’s wheels on snow
covered rails. Drawing the curtain,
she found that, a new day was come,
gray and misty white in the gusty
swirl of a mountain snow-squall.
Without disturbing the sleeping
Bessie she dressed quickly and slipped
out to see what the early morning
change of base portended. The com
mon* room was empty when she en
tored it. but before she could cross
to the door the Reverend Billy came
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In, stamping the snow rrom his feet.
“What is it?” she asked, eagerly.
“Are we off for California?”
“No, It’s some more of the war,
Wlnton has outgeneraled us. During
v‘ s
the night he pushed his track up tb
the disputed crossing, ‘rushed’ the
guarded engine, and ditched it.”
Virginia felt that she ought to be
decorously sorry for relationship's
sake, but the effort ended in a little
paean of joy.
“But Uncle Somerville—what will
he do?”
“He is with McGrath on the engine,
getting himself—and us—to the front
in a hurry, as you perceive.”
"Isn't it too late to stop Mr. Winton
now?”
“I don’t know. From what I could
overhear I gathered that the ditched
engine is still in the way, that they
are trying to roll it over into the
creek. Bless me! McGrath is gettting
terribly reckless!” this as a spiteful
lurch of the car flung them both
across the compartment.
“Say Uncle Somerville,” she amend
ed. “Don’t charge it to Mr. McGrath.
Can’t we go out on the platform?”
"It’s as much as your life is worth,”
he asserted, but he opened the door
inr her.
The car was hacking swiftly up th*
grade with the engine behind serving
as a “pusher.” At first the fiercely
driven snow-whirl made Virginia gasp.
Then the speed slackened and she
could breathe and see.
The shrilling wheels were tracking
around a curve into a scanty widening
of the canyon. To the left, on the
rails of the new line, the big decapod
was heaving and grunting in the
midst of an army of workmen swarm
ing thick upon the overturned guard
engine.
“Goodness! it’s like a battle!” she
shuddered. As she spoke the Rose
mary stopped with a jerk and Me- :
Grath’s fireman dar ed past to set the
spur-track switch.
The points were snow-clogged, and
the fireman wrestled with the lever,
saying words. The delay was meas
urable in heart-beats, but it sufficed.
The big decapod coughed thrice like
a mighty giant in a consumption; the
clustering workmen scattered like
chaff to a ringing shout of “Stand
clear! ” and the obstructing mass of
iron and steel rolled, wallowing anji
hissing, into the stream.
“Rails to the front! Hammermen!”
yelled Winton; and the scattered force
rallied instantly.
But now the wrestling fireman h3d
thrown the switch, and at the llajah'*
command the Rosemary shot cat on
the spur to be thrust with locked
brakes fairly into the breach left de
fenseless by the ditched eng’ne. With
a mob-roar cf wrath the infuriated
track-layers made a rush for the raw
obstruction. But Winton was before
them.
“Hold on!” he shouted, bearing
them back with out flung arms. 'Hold
on. men, for God’s sake! There are
women in that car!”
The wrathful wave broke and ed
died murmurous while a square-shoul
dered old man v,;th fierce eyes and
huge white mustaches, and with an
extinct cigar between his tr-eth, clam
bered down fiom the Rosemary's en
gine to say:
“Hah! a ratheh close connection, eh,
Misteh Winton? Faveh ir with a
match, if you please, seh. May I
assume that you won't tumble my pri- j
vate car into the ditch?”
Winton was white-hot, but he found
a light for the Rajah’s cigar, (using
his mind only as he might wife Vir
ginia looking on.
“I shall he more considerate of the
safety of the ladies than you se«-.m
to be, Mr. Dnrrah,” he retorted. “You
are taking long chances in this game,
sir.”
The Rajah's laugh rumbled deep in
his throat. "Not so vehy much longer
than you have been taking during tne
past fo’tnight, my deah sell. But
neveh mind: all’s fair in lo'c or war,
and we.appeah to be having a little
of both up heah in Qua’tz creek, hah?”
Winton flushed angrily. It was no
light thing to be mocked befo-e his
men, to say nothing of Miss Carteret
standing within arm’s reach on the
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railed platform of the Rosemary.
“Perhaps I shall give you back that
word before we are through. Mr. Dar
rah,” he snapped. Then to the eddy
ing mob-wave: “Tools up, boys. We
camp here for breakfast. Flanagan,
send the 215 down for the cook’s out
fit.’’
The Rajah dropped his cigar butt
in the snow and trod upon it.
"Possibly you will faveh us with
four company to breakfast in the
Rosemary. Misteh Winton—you and
Misteh Adams. No? Then I bid you
a vcliy good morning, gentlemen, and
hope to see you lateh.” And he swung
up to the steps of the private car.
Half an hour afterwards, the snow
still whirling dismally, Winton and
Adams were cowering over a handful
of hissing embers, drinking their com
missary coffee and munching the camp
cook's poor excuse for a breakfast.
“.Jig's up pretty definitely, don’t you
think?” said the Technologian, with!
a glance around at the idle track
force huddling for, shelter under the
lee of the flats'and the decapod.
Winton shook his head and groaned.
“I’m a ruined man, Mortv.”
Adams found his cigarette case.
“I guess that’s so,” he said, quite
heartlessly. Then: “Hello! what is
our friend the enemy up to now?”
McGrath's fireman was uncoupling
the engine from the Rosemary, and
Mr. Darrah. complacently lighting his
after-breakfast cigar, came across to
the hissing ember fire.
“A word with you, gentlemen, if
you will faveh me,” he began. "I am
about to run down to Argentine on my
engine, and I propose leaving the la
dies in your cha'ge. Misteli Winton.
Will you give me your word of hor.ch,
seh, that they will not be annoyed in
my absence?”
Winton sprang up, losing his tem
per again.
‘‘It’s—well, it's blessed lucky that
you know your man, Mr. Darrah!” he
exploded. “Go on about your busi
ness—which is to bring another army
of deputy sheriffs down on us, I take
it. You know well enough that no
man of mine will lay a hand on your
car so long as the ladies are in it.”
The Rajah thanked him, dismissed
the matter with a Chesterfieldian
wave of his hand, climbed to his place
in the cab, and the engine shrilled
away around the curve and disap
peared in the snow-wreaths,
(To be continued.) j
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MUNICIPAL OFFICERS
Mayor, M. L. Arnold,
Recorder, E. VV. Madness,
Treasurer, O. F. Craig,
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Aldermen:- F. C. Hoyt, R. B. A&
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