e utterly different, the one man being innocent of the
infamy wherewith he was charged and the other guilty, their danger was
the same.

Without telling him anything of Strangeways' death or entering into
any explanation of the reasons for which he was suspected, Granger
determined to face, without dispute, the premier fact in the
case--that he was hunted for his life as was Spurling--and to plan for
the future with him, as though he were his fellow-criminal in result
as well as in intent.

They returned to their former station, on the rock beneath the
solitary pine, from which they could command a view of the approach to
the island on every side, and there lay themselves down, so that
their presence might not be observed. Then Granger spoke, "Well, and
what is to be done?" he said.

Spurling's answer was brief and to the point. "Hide here till the way
is clear; then seek out the Forbidden River, and afterwards escape."

"But Eyelids knows where we are, and he may betray us?"

"Yes, but he does not know, unless you have told him, that I am a man
with a price upon his head; and it is me, not you, whom he hates."

"And we have no food."

"If the worst comes to the worst, we have the huskies; and it seems to
me that the priest was your friend--and then there is your wife."

Even in his present predicament Granger could not restrain a smile,
for it had not occurred to him to rely on Peggy for help--_his wife_.

"Yes," he replied grimly, "there is my wife."

But before the night was over he had occasion to regret his sneer.
They had agreed to keep watch, turn and turn about, two hours at a
stretch. Spurling was on guard, when Granger was aroused by the
furious yelping of the huskies on the shore which was nearest to the
river-bank.

Peering cautiously over the edge of the rock, they could see that
something was swimming down the current, making for the island, but
whether man or animal they could not yet discern. As it came nearer
they saw that it was a head, upon which was balanced a burden, which
the swimmer supported with one hand. Running down to where the huskies
were gathered, they cuffed them into silence, and there waited. The
laboured breathing grew louder and louder; presently a face was
lifted clear of the water, which Granger recognised. Turning to
Spurling, as he stepped into the river to help the swimmer out, he
whispered, "It's Peggy."

He caught her in his arms, and, taking her bundle from her,