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That awful, soundless laugh distorted his ine," he added, "that it was as far as this to Gretna Green Is the Hon Miss Grey with you here?"

"No, Mr Butler, but your wife is with me"

"Oh!" he sneered; "so you have learned at last what she is?"

"You do not understand," I continued patiently "I speak of your wife, Mr Butler Shall I name her?"

He looked at h to speak, but no sound came

"The woman yonder is Lyn Montour," I said in a low voice

The yellow flare that lighted his black eyes appalled me

"Listen to me," I went on "That I do not slay you where you stand is because she is yonder, watching us God help her, you shall do her justice yet! You are my prisoner, Mr Butler!" And I set my foot upon his rifle

He did not seeaze was concentrated on the two distant figures standing beside the horse

I waited, then spoke again; and, at the sound of my voice, he wheeled on me with a snarl

"You damned spy!" he stammered; "I'll stop your dirty business now, by God!" and, leaping back, whipped a ranger's whistle to his lips, waking the forest echoes with the piercing summons ere I had bounded on hirass

Struggling, half sle, I heard the startled shout of the Oneida; the distant crashing ofhied hi e seegled, and I labored in vain to choke him or stun him Then, in very desperation and fear of life, I strove to kill him with my hands, but could not, and at last hurled him from me to shoot him; but he had kicked the flint froe of the Dead Water and wriggled over, splash! into the dark current, diving as my hatchet hit the waves Then I heard the loud explosion of rifles behind h the scrub; I turned to run for runted the Oneida, as I cah the s "Follo!" He seized the horse by the bridle; the girlthe horse at a trot, we started due south through the tossing bushes