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Show Miction THE RIGHT LOOK Corner Horror-stricken, he watched her reach the ledge and flip over its edge, disappear. In a moment he was back on the flat ground looking over the edge, not daring to hope. Fifty feet below he made out a green patch, like a wisp of cloth caught in the gnarled branches of a hardwood shrub. TT SEEMED like hours before he found footing against a rock 10 t feet from where Generva clung to j the hardwood shrub. Directly beneath be-neath her was a 200-foot chasm. Tracy slipped the handle of one pole through the wheel of the other, tightened the strap on his wrist and cast out across the ice. At his second attempt Generva grasped the slim bamboo. "Take it easy," heci have to swing downlii lum, then slowly upr. She nodded and it grip. The impact of bet almost caused him to 1c But he held on. The i was below him he be, upward, hand over hui ment their hands tract was safe on the rod Tracy's hand reach There was a queer 1 eyes. "It just came ton "what this old world wi without you, Gen. I gulped "I never reafa Her eyes were mist? you don't have to. I've ing for you to look lib years." PKACY clawed his way up over the slippery ledge, threw his skis and poles on the ground and sat down panting. Generva laughed merrily. "That's what city life does to y o u," she 31 chided. "S e e? Minilfe You can't take Fiction il any morc" I "For a fact I can't," h e grinned. "Phew! What a climb! Skis are no good up here. If we're going to the top we'll have to hobnail hob-nail it up." "We can quit and go down," she said. Her voice held the barest hint of a taunt. She hated herself for it. "Quit nothing! Just because I've been away for two years you needn't think you can stump me." Tracy's eyes flicked over the girl's slim, wiry figure. "Boy, you always could take it," he admired. "Ever since we were kids I've had to hump to keep up with you." The reference to their childhood escapades brought on a flood cf regrets. re-grets. Two years ago he had left her with a brotherly dap nn the back and a firm handclasp. She had almost hated him. He had gone down to the city to become an architect. Then he'd written about Jessica. She was a sinK. er in a niRht club. He had fall-en fall-en madly in love with her. His letters had been full of their romance. Generva had wanted to tell Km to stop writing his everlasting prat' tie about a silly night club s R,.r Didn't he know that every .vorti ,vas a knife thrust in her hejrt? "Yon knnvu " h "c '""i SUtlftevlv you're growing more love!- -..tv year, Gen. Some day soon a nu.tr coming along and" She laughed out loud ana-scrambled ana-scrambled to her feet. "Con e w City Man, we've got to Bct":rg if we want to make the top ;ind eel back before dark." Tracy grinned and yanked him-self him-self up the first steep asee,.t B,f ,n, he had gone 10 feet he leahc.J ' u, it was a foolhardy business VV t', out ice picks and ropes din -',' was hazardous. ' He started ahead again ?rf - , r stopped. Above him, mavhe i'n 'f,' called the wind drowned ' n "Slant her hobnaded boots w, e elawmg against the ice Then ' came coast.ng down the u,rl , (. reaching frantically f(:r b( ,". S"d through her har.ds Tr ' made a lunge. H:s hand eau-u A her SKI jacket as hl, whl, , f " ' ' heid- " tir.,Kh h |