upon the point of going to her side, fearful lest she should vanish,
when the Major's voice restrained him.

"Come to the Fort early in the morning," he heard the officer say. "I
wish to have a talk with you there."

"I shall be on hand, and early at that," Dane replied.

With another fleeting glance toward the girl, he turned and moved
swiftly away toward the lake back in the hills.




CHAPTER IV

THE WARNING

Dane walked as in a dream along the trail to the lake. Something had
come into his life during the last half hour which had wrought a subtle
mystic change. He did not try to analyse it, as he had never
experienced such a feeling before. He only knew that back there where
the land slopes to the harbour he had beheld a vision which had
thrilled his entire being. The face and form of the girl with the
large questioning eyes were all that he saw as he hurried on his way.
Everything else was blotted from his mind, even the urgency of his
important mission. The spirit of the wild was upon him, and an
overmastering impulse was surging through his heart. He must see her
again; he must look upon her face; he must hear her speak. His passion
was intense. It was a living fire, the ardour of a great first love.