Show SYNOPSIS THE STORY SO Running away from marriage to Ned rich but a gay Janice Trent becomes secretary in an Alaska wilderness camp over the protest of Bruce a long time Bruce Is chief succeeding Joe deposed for his Is also attracted to Janice tells Ned Paxton she is married to The latter overhears her and Insists on an Immediate The newlyweds arc Interrupted at home that night by nale who says her husband has been shot She you had only waited Bruce spends the night Investigating the When runs off in a plane Bruce brings him In the Ned Paxton invites the women to his Janice and and two leave In a launch to view a volcano Suddenly It The boat is stranded on a lonely The two natives run off with the launch Paxton and Janice spend a fearful Their Ore keeps the Now continue with the CHAPTER I Paxton reassured is safer than with the fire With those great gaps in the base the shack instead of being a safety zone might prove a As we came up the hill I saw a big log by the side of the It will last till dawn if I can get it It's not far There are no eyes glaring from that Keep between the shack and the going with If you want to do as I His eyes burned like twin blue lights in his soot-streaked face This night must have been a muscle-racking experience for a man who had for years lived She capitulated with sympathetic will do whatever you I'll keep the home fires the See those two humps on the trees that look like misshapen heads hoisted on petards' The log is under I noticed it when we came up the Hang on to the revolver but don't waste a Watch If you see points of light between me and the yell like a maniac but don't before you go I want to take back what I said about your never having earned Tonight you have earned my unwavering respect and Think I'll be satis-fled with Slow seconds dragged into interminable minutes as she The rain had A warning howl rose from beyond the Heart in her mouth she sensed stealthy green eyes The beasts had discovered Suppose she What help would that be to only fire would keep them Wood was what she needed Could she pull a board from the She might bring the whole wobbly thing down and be buried in the The She seized Within her welled a terrific physical She wrenched the bullet-riddled thing from the one rusty she dropped it on the coals It flamed Thank God for that Instinctively she looked Were her eyes deceiving her or were those like a million lighted They gave a sense of home glowing through the sent her courage soaring like a captive balloon let All her life lighted windows had fascinated A touch on her She started to her feet A sob of relief tore up as she looked into Ned Pax-ton's weary did you get you threw the door on the fire we didn't need that Crawled There is a pink light in the The wind has It's blowing the smoke They will find us Meanwhile he cleared the huskiness from his voice to suggest sit on the log You may feast on that broken I'll smoke the last She smiled at him I like you better than ever You seem so so His mouth was I have been different since you told me that I bought everything I Don't care for that word I want your Jan She laid her hand on Could she make him love Bruce The undisciplined spirit of the man to whom she had been engaged i flamed in his can't have Think what I can give homes any where you want home means more than a Somehow I've learned that in these last I feel terribly old and wise A home is built by mistakes and as well as by It means I mutual mutual spiritual You can't buy a home She felt j the hand under hers didn't mean that you were trying to buy my love really I You will believe won't He looked down at the bruised His haggard eyes met believe Jan I can't let you J Pasca clutched his Bruce Harcourt looked down at Chester lying on the cot in the cabin which had been built for Stephen Mallory bending over the unconscious man was so was the smell of antiseptics in the The coast missionary gave a final touch to the bandaged arm and be stiff for but nothing more serious unless inflammation sets Better get to you look all You don't know the I've had hair-raising adventures and escapes since I came into this north country but nothing equal to the hell of these last Came down twice on the Had to risk though I knew if my self-starter went on the blink I was done Radio wouldn't Compass Chester half I Good Why am I living over It's behind If you are sure Jimmy is all I'll turn stay with him Harcourt's tired eyes narrowed as he stepped out upon the board voices in the dormitories at this time of What Moonlight dappled the sparkling water with What did he Paxton's Pie flung open the door of the H In the fallback shoes on the rug beside her sat Martha Her face was deeply her eyes seemed to have been pushed back into her head with a sooty Where's What's She patted the hand on her don't get scared What do you Where's Has she gone with with are you here to tell Bruce dropped his head on an arm on the Martha Samp explained gone with if that's what you but not the way you is Where the devil is gone in the launch for That sneaky Indian is out in his kayak Tubby is sure he knows about the Paxton took Mary and Janice out for a They were to get as near that volcano as they safely It was a beautiful day when they Along about four a storm came There was a great then a wave which seemed mountains high swept Almost reached this Go then we didn't get anxious about the such a big About two hours ago the radio station picked up a message from the The color went out of her Her fingers picked nervously at his sleeve said that the yacht was all right Hale but that he was round to pick up the The Modern Mariner's Who was in and Paxton and two native message came two hours The Eskimo swung open the kitchen door in answer to his His beady eyes bulged in their slanted His bronzed face was curiously the Be ready to I Martha wiped away two big I didn't know I could feel so Got all worked up Mary didn't come Now I know she's safe I'm kinder I've got hot chocolate on the stove at the Waffle Shop You can't fly right if you don't take care of You stop there have a I'll fill a thermos bottle and pack a basket with When you And she'll be hungry as a Now don't you Remember 8 a gate in every A gale in every Harcourt repeated the phrase over and over as the amphibian It kept at bay thoughts which almost drove him The overturned Janice Janice Janice on some lonely shore with fly up play tag with j yes Pasca's guttural voice came through the ear-phone in day Look We dem the shore for signs of a the white yacht steamed like a fabled bird floating on the breast of the Still From a volcano-top in the east a column of smoke rose as though the force within the mountain was too exhausted from its orgy to do more than send out a puff of hot Harcourt leaned over the side to follow Pasca's shaking Listed at a precarious a launch was piled up on a beach under a He sent the wing slipping down for a closer view The launch from the Modern Man Each foam-tipped wave set the contents Life preservers floated out with the receding tide Harcourt strained his eyes till they seemed starting from their flew low over Not a sign of No smoke rising from the woods That wrecked boat didn't mean necessarily that Jan had been in it when it Paxton might have thought it wise to go ashore I know she's Harcourt told himself savagely and climbed into the On toward the who had been leaning looking clutched his Above a clearing on the shore hung a blue Wood No mistaking He leaned Shouted directions to the Could he land on that He The great winged creature obeyed his lightest came down and settled on the water with the ease of a mammoth On tha edge of the shore Harcourt touched the control which released the landing It taxied smoothly up the sloping He flung helmet and goggles to the seat before he climbed Revolver in he gave a few curt directions to do you say Your face white as Yon pretty quick All fine Yes Harcourt His throat ached If Janice were under that smoke haze she would have heard the She would have rushed to the shore long before Perhaps she was Horror clutched at his he stumbled into a Caught at a scorched spruce to steady Were those real persons on the threshold of that blackened Their clothes were scorched their faces smooched as The girl's head rested against one side of the door frame which leaned like the Tower of The man was huddled against the Were they Before his parched tongue could formulate the he had his hand on her Paxton lifted heavy Closed Mumbled Why you wake He tumbled over flat as the girl sprang to her She held out her I knew you'd find He caught her close in one His hand tightened on his up at She leaned her head back against his The grime about her mouth was dented with laughter shone through tears in her sleep-clouded at You don't have to growl that I never was so glad to look at anyone in all my His swelled in a passion of She was safe He slipped the revolver inlo its The arm which held her She 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