The Yukon trail; a tale of the North . of the wall was it might be beyond he could not tell, butthe first fifty feet was a bit of attractive and nottoo difficult rock traverse. Now and again he made a suggestion to theyoung woman following him, but for the mostpart he trusted her to choose her own foot andhand holds. Her delicacy was silken she was slender, she was yet movements of the girl were as certain asthose of an experienced mountaineer. The way grew more difficult. They had beenfollowing a ledge that narrowed till it ran knobs of felds
The Yukon trail; a tale of the North . of the wall was it might be beyond he could not tell, butthe first fifty feet was a bit of attractive and nottoo difficult rock traverse. Now and again he made a suggestion to theyoung woman following him, but for the mostpart he trusted her to choose her own foot andhand holds. Her delicacy was silken she was slender, she was yet movements of the girl were as certain asthose of an experienced mountaineer. The way grew more difficult. They had beenfollowing a ledge that narrowed till it ran knobs of feldspar and stunted shrubsgrowing from crevices offered toe-grips insteadof the even foothold of the rock shelf. As Gor-don looked down at the dizzy fall beneath themhis judgment told him they had better go said as much to his companion. The smile she flashed at him was delightfullyprovocative. It served to point the figure sheborrowed from Gwen. So you think Im afraid-cat, Mr. Elliot? His inclination marched with hers. It was 44. so YOU THINK IM A FKAID-CAT, MR. ELLIOT The Yukon Trail their first adventure together and he did notwant to spoil it by undue caution. There reallywas not much danger yet so long as they werecareful. Gordon abandoned the traverse and followedan ascending crack in the wall. The going washard. It called for endurance and muscle, aswell as for a steady head and a sure foot. Helooked down at the girl wedged between theslopes of the granite trough. She read his thought. The old guard neversurrenders, sir, was her quick answer as shebrushed in salute with the tips of her fingers astray lock of hair. The trough was worse than Elliot had ex-pected. It had in it a good deal of loose rubblethat started in small slides at the least pressure. Be very careful of your footing, he calledback anxiously. A small grassy platform lay above the upperend of the trough, but the last dozen feet of theapproach was a very difficult bit. Gordon tookadvantage of every leas
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