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HE SPOILS OF VICTORY
By Clarice Anton Westicott.
(Copyright$,by W. G. Chapman.)
"Will yoir remeniber me when
lam gone, Leona,? TFell me!"
- The tone-was masterful.
- "Perhaps?,' ,
The man gave a -shai-pexcla-
i J fjP $
For Answer tfe- GJrl .flaked Her Fac
to His. i ,
mation, and catching the girl by
the wrist he said sternly:
"Don't speak thaway. When
you do it cuts like a kmfe,-"and his
other hand fell half-uncon'scious-ly
upon the hilt of the hunting
knife in his belt
"How dare you? You know,
Jean Lemare, I liave never told
any man that I love him."
Actions speak louder than
word?," the man returned coldly.
Those erlonous eves of vours say
yes, when your lips form no. You
have listened to my words 01 love
and never turned away."
"They interested me as long as
they were different," the girl re
turn edj- maddeningly.
"When you have something
new to say,, expect me tp remem
ber you; but until then l do not
rare fo eVen listen." and the trao-
per was left alone with his rage
and love. Until his departure ,on
the following dav the spoiled
beauty kept out of the way, .and
once he had disappeared, she
drew a deep sigh of relief.
Smiling a little to herself, and
yet wondering" if he would study
something new to say to her
when he emerged from the dan
gers of the unbroken path into
the wilderness, she hummed a
song lie favored, and was so
wrapped up in her own thoughts
she did not hear the stealthy step
of a rhan who stole upon her.
Small wonder that she did not,
for he was skilled in ' tracking
down the wildest kind of( game,
and hiding- his presence from the
keen-scented wild things of the
unexplored nortn. 1 ne nrst tnat
she realized that she was not
alone was when Leona f,elt a
man's arms about ,her, and a
man's mouth-pressed to hers; and
frightened almost to death she
lookell up into Jean's dark, flash
"You told me to make love
differently," he said, after he had