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the mail won't he due for two days.
And nobody will know whether the
light is burning or not, except the
folks here, and it isn't their business.
You stay here, Will, beside our
child." n ;
"I can't," he muttered hoarsely. "It
is my duty,, Julie."
"Then you need never come back."
"What' do you mean?" Will
thought she had gone crazy.
'I mean just what I am saying. If
you leave me.to Ik alone beside the
baby you need never come back.
' Choose between your light and your
Something dogged rose up in the
man's breast. "It isn't a case of
choosing, Julie," he answered. "I've
got my job to do and I am going to
v She said not another word as he
went" out, but afterward, healways
remembered her Implacable face as
. she watched him close the door.
He pulled madly across the little
passage. His "work would occupy
him perhaps two hours; he. believed
that no change would have occurred
in the baby's condition by the time
lie reached home. Of course Julie
was temporarily distraught
But when he reached the light
house he found that something had
gone wrong with the apparatus
which supplied the oil vapor through
the feed pipe. The tiny channel was
i clogged, and the whole mechanism
had to be taken to pieces and
cleaned. It was heart-breaking
work; It would take him all night,
and there was need of haste at that,
before the reservoir at the iop gave
oqt and let out the flame.
Doggedly he started upon his task.
And the hours rolled by, while he
worked, black with oil and grease,
and overhead the great shaft of
flame gave out its revolving message
of hope to the world.
He had finished at last, and he was
looking out Into the gray- of the
morning. He had mended the appa--tatus
and the oil ihad lasted. Now
he could puf out the light, refill and
But during the night a strange
change had taken place in the man.
Julie's menace had assumed porten
tous shape in his mind. And in imag
ination he saw the child dead and
the 'body lying in its little cradle In
their wrecked home.
She should not drive him away! He
would go back for Doris' sake and
stay. He would fight down her
wrath all his life long, if necessary,
but he would stay.
He took his boat and pulled across
the channel. Would he arrive in time
to see the baby alive? What had hap
pened during that night of suffering?
He 'grounded it on the beach and
began running wildly up the slope.
There stood his cottage, trim and
neat as if death were not a visitor
inside. He pushed open the door.
His wife sat beside the cradle, her
head against the edge. He thought
that she. was dead, so still she
seemed. But at his step she raised
her head and opened her eyes.
3The haggard eyes of the man trav
eled from Julletta's worn face to the
still body inside the cradle. A hoarse
ery broke from bis hps. He stum
Doris lay, a little ivory thing, in
side. He thought she was dead. But
was that a tinge of color in the
And then his suspense was ended.
For the lids opened, disclosing the
blue eyes within and the ghost of a
smile made its appearance on the
wasted little fade. And "two -weak
hands were upraised toward him.
"Papa!" murmured the babe.
Will caught her in his' arms and
turned to look into his wife's incred
ulous face. For a moment the two
confronted each other. Then she
fell upon his neck, sobbing.
"HuBband! Forgive me! You did
right I knew it even when I threat
ened you. Forgive me!"
And in their embrace" the incident
was swept away and love renewed.