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I heard my husband sp speaking and andI my fear faded va a away I op opened ned my eyes I was was in my own My My arm armand armand armand and and- shoulder were bound up stiffly My head ached Sud Suddenly enly m my personal wOes were forgotten in a q question question- estl n Chrys Is she hurt I exclaimed I ghe he wasn't injured thanks to you OU OUI dear io love ove Bob whispered Aie you o oJ J I feeling well enough to taIk 1 I nodded S Then rhen think Jane Do y you U know I who cut you I t. t Rosalie Didn't you s see e her I Haven't t you found her C 4 C Rosalie Rosall The girl bandI Bobs Bob's voice olce rang with astonishment Then he shook his head No one on the place had seen the girl or any other in In- In I C CS I The assassin couldn couldn't t have fled from the hacienda unobserved Bob said But it would take hours perhaps days to discover h hr r hiding place in te fie thousand mysterious corners of the w wandering adobe buildings In Iri case a servant or one of the peons peons chose to hide her one might as well search fora for ifor fora a needle in a haystack Evidently some of them did find it il worth while to conceal the girl Not a atra tra trace e of her was to ta be h hid had d. d A watch was set on the grounds to prevent her escape at night But the watchman never had anything to report Two days passed It was plain that no Rosalie salle was still somewhere in the hacienda and the knowledge did not make Don Manuel very verv happy He never could tell when his his' own turn would come I 1 suppose The thrust of ot the Indian girls girl's dagger dag dag- dager dagger ger had been turned by a rib My wound was painful rather than danI dan dangerous dan dan- I It kept me in bed and away from th the room where Chrys Chrs was held in the bondage of sleep Bob encouraged me to to get well by y saying that as than soon as I was able tc to travel we would start north And leave our work unfinIshed unfinished Unfinished r I 1 asked S What work 7 We Ve ought to explode the munitions in the attic of the building next the I bis bi big field I replied v Bob put his hand on m my my- hot head i I Are you feeling w worse tod today dear he said S Im getting better I replied Dont Don t I try to change the subject Bob When we know the stuff up there is handy e to use against our own country countr why i-hy h hnot not destroy it Personally I would like lIle to hear hearit It shoot off and I would e to serve Uncle Sam by ly fixing it so eo it can never hurt one of ot his soldiers But my dear we are alre not at war with Mexico Mexico and and I cannot act as if we were Bob In insisted in- in Touch it off Bob Do It for me I said pitting up in bed Nothing doing dearest Youre You're too Sick fock my love to to- tobe be sure bure of your moral balance C he replied with one one of his j t careSes caresses Go to sleep darlIng darling darl- darl j ing and ing-and and be glad our soldiers are not coming d down wn here heie right away I 1 tried to sleep after after Bob had left i the room but there Was wasa fever in my brain as well asia as as' in my shoulder I r tried to sleep but I saw a quaint procession underneath m my eyelids Joan of Arc Are was leading it Molly Pitcher I brought up the rear They had wrought great deeds In In war for the honor of or their respective countries It was easy to win renown that wa way I S thought I. I My brain throbbed It seemed to me tha that nothing would quiet It except the sound of a great great- explosion sion ston I would get quiet In In the quiet after the great noise And I 1 would be bea bea a a. heroine too I got out of ot bed put on a thick kimono kimono ki- ki 1 I mono and my slippers and crept down the balcony stairs I felt a aw awfully awfully aw- aw w- w fully tully weak weal but still the th glorious task of Pt r setting off that fuse lured me on and urged me a across ross the patio under the cold December moon Up Tip the stairs I went and opened the door of the old old room under the eaves of the storehouse and nd saw once more the coffins coffins cof cot fins row on oh on row ow each with its its' secret t tho ho hoard rd of guns and shells It was a month since I had seen the ghost of the C murdered woman stretched out on the floor of that room in the moonlight As I 1 opened the door of the haunted room loom the same white figure stood erect before m me mc But 1 I wasn't afraid of it at it all as a ghost It scarcely moved in the moonlight I knew it was wasa a creature of my myown own Imagination a form which I could see see see but but which Bob couldn't even if he were Yere there I 1 reached down and pulled over the switch which would in Just ten minutes minutes min mm- utes send that great adobe storehouse and and all that it contained In in fragments frag ments to ments-to to the high stairs I had just ten minutes to 10 o get back backI to my bed But t 1 felt sick with a chill chili I and I 1 wondered whether vh ther or not notI I would be able to find my room and my my bedI bed I again To b be contin continued ed S |