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Under Frozen Stars By George JUaish ?W1X.U. .SERVICE COPyRif'HT By RENN PUB. CO FROM THE BEGINNING From hi* fu?" post. Sunset House, in the Canadian north, Jim Stuart, trader in charge. with his he.idnvan, Omar, rescues a girl from ar overturned canoe in the lake. She is Aurore LeBIond, daufhter of Stuart's rival in the fur business, and proves to be a charming companion. In a spirit of fun. she and Jim arrange to exchange notes cm a certain island. LeBIond. with Paradis, his half-breed lieutenant, arrives in seatch the missing girl. Paradis displays enmity toward Jim. though LeBIond acknowl edge his debt of gratitude. Going to the island to see if Aurore has left the promised note. Jim is ambushed by Paradis and forced to travel toward the LeBIond post. On the way he overturns the boat, leaving his half drowned enemy on the beach. Jim discusses plans with his superior, Andrew Christie. Displeased at the trade showing made Christie allows Stuart, at bis request, ore year to "make good." He leaves the post feeling he has been unjustly treated. Paradis bribes an Indian to ambush Jim nnd Omar. The attempt fails, and Jim takes the Indian to LeBIond. CHAPTER IV? Continued ? 7 ? Paradis opened Hip door of the trad*-- room, his dark features pictur ing t !i?* strain under which he labored, but lit* evidenced no surprise at the pres.m.. of the men from Sunset lions.'. ||o mot the glittering eyes of the ??.:ibwa, .Tim's amused smile, and the savage glance of Omar, who st ? . :i' rns folded, the fingers of his right hand touching the handle of his knifr. with tijuni IndifTerence. "?i day. Monsieur Paradis," said Jim. 'Tierro, here, has a little story t?> r I your employers." Turning to the ? \i iiod Indian, Stuart continued: "Now tell these gentlemen Just what yon told us.'* "What have I to do whl thes In dian lomanded Paradis, assuming an nir of surprise, as he stroked his small mustache. Hut -Tim noted the Unsteadiness of his hand. "Keep quiet !*? rasped the inter ested and perplexed MacLnnren. "Let him tell his story." Questioned by Jim when he faltered, his e\ ??* shifting fearfully from the black lace of LeRlond to the sneering Paradis, I'ierre told, now in English, now in Ojihwa, how he had been re fusal supplies for the winter because of his old debt, and In despair was about to leave with his family when Paradis approached him with the scheme to nmbush Stunrt's canoe on It* return up the Woman river from Lake Expanse. As Migwnn accused Paradis of plot- j ting th.? shooting of Omar and Jim. the ' sneer faded from the head man's face. jMth a snarl he flung at the Indian: "Ton lie! Vou dirt eater!" 'One minute, Paradis!" rasped Jim. "Let* htm finish!" I.?d:iond was studying his assistant through narrowed eyes. Kltrlit here. I want to say," said Jini. "that it was only after a long filling, when be feared for his life, that this man named you. Paradis." \\ hen you put eet een hees head, sneered the other, palpably un *a?y under the searching scrutlnv of Louis LeRlond; ;N*?; 1 didn't put It Into his head? I didn't have to," drawled Jim. enjoy ag the baiting. "After giving you that swimming lesson. I Just -Murally "?tight you were the skun*. behind I this shooting." Paradis denied having any part In ! the ambush. "Eet ees a lie ? all lie!" ' a* protested. "I refuse dis Pierre flour he inak' op de story." Rut why should he take It out on | * .nn<* m-v man here unless he was Pa d to do it? He had nothing against ?s He never saw us before." de anded Jim. "And how did he know e trere at Lake Expanse You told Jim and you learned it from Mac Lauren." He went to rob you of your grub!" tr ? ?nsense- He knew we weren't * g supplies ? our canoe was PtJ. Then Jim turned to grave ?Cpd I.eRiond and MacLauren who we exchanging whispers. "If I re P^t this thing to Christie at Like Ex tn0^' a police canoe here ' eprember. You know what that means?" LeBlond nodded. "We don't want e J?llce ln this. Mr. Stuart." he said ??i s a '>ad but you've y got this Indian's word against Ihf \?rd of p?n?dis. If you report wis thing to the authorities, it will all .?? end of tfonble. They'll have . , . M down to the railroad and hold ua there as witnesses." . t certainly will be serious not only ?tLT.* rad" bnt for tha North-West radlng company." agreed Jim with a '? "m"'' while wrinkles of amused ysfactlon furrowed Omar's square **? as he watched tke apprehension In the e>es?of LeBlond. "Hut I don't intend to have Iifilians bribed to tir?' on me by your people," lie went on. "If he'd hit one of us. It would Im v.* put you out of business and you'd stand trial to boot." "You don't believe I had any knowl- j edge of this?" protested I.eBlond. "No. of course not." "What d vuh want us to do. smart? " asked Mael.auren. "Wo regret this thing deeply. Hut there's only this Indian's word against that of Para dis." 'Tarn (I is hail a motive for Injuring me; this Indian had none. I'm satis tied the story is straight. Now if you'll get rid of Paradis ? sent] him out of this country and keep him out. I won t report this shooting." "That's a bargain," quickly agreed Mael?nureit. The ash-gray faee of Paradis worked convulsively as he heard his sentence of nanishinent. Then he found his voice. "You writer of love lettair," he stormed. "You t'Ink you get her now Paul Paradis ees gone, eh? Ha! ha! You are de beeg fool ? de beeg ? " From the side, unnoticed by his head man, the exasperated I,eBlond struck Paradis full in the face with his open hand ? then the trade-room door swung open wide and Aurore I.eBlond stood in the doorway. "Why, what's happening? What's the matter?" Eyes wide with sur prise. the girl glanced from the dazed Paradis and the furious face of I.e Blond to the men from Sunset House. "Mr. Stuart!" she gasped, her dark skin deepening with color. "You ? came here, and they didn't tell me. Father, what has happened?" Black brows contracted, she glanced inquiringly from her father's annoyed look to the enchanted eyes of Stuart. "This is no place for you ; we are talking business." objected LeBlond. As he watched her, Jim wondered if Paradis had kept secret their meet ing at the split rock ? If she had made a rendezvous in the stolen note, to have him fail her. Then slowly over her expressive face broke the girl's infectious smile. "It may be none of my business, mon pere, but as Mr Stuart happened not long ago, to have fished your daughter out of the lake, your way ward child as the female head of your house insists on welcoming Mr. Stuart to Bonne Chance." The room was hushed with tension as she walked to Jim, and gave him her hand. "Welcome to our city. Mr. Stuart," she said, her dusky eyes alight with challenge. "Of course, after this momentous business, you'll have lunch with us." Then she dropped a low: "Paradis told me? about the split rock." He saw the pulse beating In her throat, the color deepen under her olive skin, while her hand for an In stant pressed his. And the touch of her sent his heart off at a gallop. "Thank you. but we're starting at once," he answered, and. poignant as a knife thrust, came the realization that this amazing girl, to whose near ness every nerve In his body was alive, would soon be but a memory. "But why?" she demanded. Her candid gaze sought the impatient look of her father. "Why do you stand there as If you had no manners? Have you lost your voice? I am ask ing Mr. Sruart to lunch with us be fore he goes." With a resigned shrug of the shoul ders I/eBlond answered bis Indomitable . daughter. "You do not understand? we are talking business? very .Im portant. Will you wait for us out ""she glanced doubtfully at Stuart and the 'men standing beside him. "Looks more like war tban business. to me." she flunjj lightly over her I shoulder as she left the room. '"It's agreed, then.'* said LeRlond eagerly, "that you make no report to the authorities if Paradls goes?** "Yes. if you ship Paradls to your Nlpigon posts? out of this country.** "We'll shake hands on that. Mr. StUart.** said Macl*auren, and the j three men hound their compact. "Now I will you take a meal with us before ; you start?" "Yes." urged the relieved LeBlond. | "my daughter expects you." ! An hour with her. even in the pres ence of her father and his partner would have been unalloyed delight to the captivated Stuart, but the fierce ! protest in the stormy face of Omar , j and the responsibility for the safety j of Pierre forced him to refuse. j Outside, in the clearing. Aurore ! was waiting. "You will allow us to I make a small return ?f the hospi 1 tality you offered us? You will stay?'* "I'm sorry. I can't.** "You mean you don't care to?" She was walking alone with him now ahead of the others. "Care to?** lie looked boldly Into her pleading eyes. "I>on't you know that I want to see you ? talk to you? Can't you feel it?" She turned to the lake and he saw she slow pulse of color sweep to the raven hair that rippled from her tem ple as she asked : "Then I'm some thing more than an empty-headed, spoiled child to you. Mr. Jeeiu Stuart ?" Intoxicated by her nearness ? he ' even caught the faint scent ?>f the p??r j fume she wore ? Jim's voire thickened ^ Y \ ?Vitw "Mr. Stuart!" She Gasped, Her Dark Skin Deepening With Color. "You Came Here, and They Didn't Tell Me." as he replied, almost inaudihly: "You're something more than a glo rious creature who is going out of my life forever, Aurore I.eRlond." Her dusky eyes hair cioseri as he watched her profile, with its quiver ins lips : hut she did not turn her face. "You mean that?" "I mean much more." "Then why am I going out of your life? I stay here until September.'* "I am going into the bush with Omar." "When?" "In two days." "Then meet me at the white, sand beach on the large island," she said hurriedly, for voices sounded close be hind them, "tomorrow morning as early as you can." "I will be at the white sand beacli," he whispered, and his heart shook him with its pounding. "We're sorry you won't allow us to return your hospitality, Mr. Stuart," said LeBlond as they stood on the beach where Omar and Pierre waited at the canoe. "And we admire your sporting blood in not pushing this matter," added MacLauren. "Innocent or guilty, Para dis 13 going to pay for this mess." "He's going to pay me If ever Omar, here, or I run into him again. You keep your agreement and I'll keep mine." "Thanks, Mr. Stuart," returned Mac Lauren, flushing, "I'm glad we've got such a square rival on this lake." With a wave of his hat to the white figure of Aurore who stood on the higher shore, Stuart stepped Into the canoe, while two humiliated and exas perated fur men watched him until his canoe passed from sight behind the islands. "First blood for Sunset House !" laughed Jim, elated with the outcome of the visit to LeBIond's ? and glow ing with the memory of Aurore's flam ing face. Tomorrow he should see her alone. With her heart in her voice she had asked him to come ? this mock ing, headstrong girl who had feared to meet his eyes. There was no mis taking her flushed face, her voice, her look, as through a curtain of mist. He, also, had come to mean something to this amazing girl. "Well, Omar, what d'you think? Will they keep their word and send our friend Paradls down to Nlplgon?" The paddle of the half-breed dipped methodically a number of times before he answered : "Why you hunt dat girl w'en w? star* for Pipestone la free dayr Jim's brown *ace slowly broke Into I a smile. Thers was no deceiving the astute Omar. Ami bis unfailing loy alty atoned for bis meddling. **I asked you if you thought flaey d j keep their word. Paradis is a valuable man; I^Blond will hate to lose him." Thrice the Ions paddle of Oinar broke the water while Jim waited for the sternman's answer. Then the slit like eyes of the half-breed met thos?? of his chief as he replied: ou cross de lak' again. Omar go wid you." There was no luring of Omar from his fixed bleu. so. with a laugh, Jim resumed his paddling. An anxious Sarah and Marthe stood on the beach beside old Ksau and the yelping Smoke and the dog team, when the canoe returned. In the eyes of the Indian women the Journey across the lake had been in the nature of a war party, and they chattered with relief when they saw there had been no casualties. "You cross de lak* een de mornin ? demanded < >mar. Jim nodded. "I follow een noder cano*. You tak* Smoke?" "Yes. I planned to send Smoke into the bush to smell around. I won't be caught again." Omar shook his black head. "You nevaire see her again. Wy you go? The head man stared in awed silence at the sudden pain in Jim s tot face. "That is why I am going: because I'll never see her again," said Stuart, in a low tone. "Ah-liah, you lak* dat girl." replied the loyal Omar, softly. "I>en I go tak' care of you.'* The wide mirror of the great lake was still shot with reflected stars when the two canoes left Sunset House. At the knees of each paddler. as he pushed his boat out into the dusk, lay a ride. r.efore the sunrise two canoes were landed widely apart on ?be large island, drawn up. and hidden from sight in the "bush." Omar took his rille and the binoculars and crossed the island to watch .he post. If Para ?lis followed her canoe that morning, the half-breed promised himself. I.e Ulond would be relieved of bis promise unless lie wanted to send a dead man to the Niplgon. Jim had hours to wait until he could hope for the coming of Aurore \a> Blond's canoe. So be dropped his clothes on the sand beach and cooled his impatience with a long swim. She was coming to meet him? this glorious durk creature who had so valiantly fought death over miles of wind-driven sea, only to laugh at It. In her pride, she had turned her (lushed face and clouded eyes from him that he might not see; but he had seen. Miracle though It was. those hours at Sunset House with this girl of the cities had wrought their mutual spell. The humble fur-trader, Jim Stuart, had reached her ? If not her heart, her senses. And she was com ing to him here on this louely island to say good-by. Jim landed and leisurely put on his clothes. She had asked him to be at the sand beach as early as he could reach it. but had named no hour. Ho looked at his watch. Seven o'clock! Too early yet! It would take her an hour to paddle from the post. Then he saw a canoe in the distance. When the boat had approached to within a half-mile Jim knew, from tns stroke, that the craft was paddled by women. It was she. Presently the bow paddler waved her hand to the man who restlessly walked the shore. The canoe drifted nearer. For a siw.ee, he watched the blade of Aurore. driven by her round arms, flash In the sun; then shortly, her laugh reached him. "Good morning! You are early. Monsieur Stuart." she called. "I have been here for hours," he said, "waiting for the dawn, and now, she has come." "Very pretty!" With a flash of white teeth she smiled Into his eager face as he drew the boat In to the beach and gave her his band, while the eyes of the Indian girl in the stern snapped with excitement at this secret tryst of LeRlond's daughter and the trader from across the lake. Then, as she stepped to the sand, Jim's eyes, which had not left' the radiant dark face, noted the tan linen knickers beneath the white blouse. "Glbodiegwasor !" he grinned. "You wore them in memory?" Her dusky ey ts lit with raillery. "Yes, In memory of our meeting? and because they wa?h." They stood on the beach looking at each other like runaway children, as the Indian girl peddled the canoe dis creetly up the siore. (TO BE ( ONTINUED.) Dmb of Battleship! H. M. S. Implact ble is the oldest bat tleship afloat, aDd has a great history. 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