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Yet Keller, with a flying glance at the cliff, knew that he was being forced nearer the gulf by sheer strength of muscle Irwin, his jaw shattered and his shoulder torn, was not fighting to win, but to kill He cared not whether he himself also went to death He was obsessed by the old prionist, and his whole gigantic force was concentrated to that end He scarce knew that he ounded, and he cared not at all Backward and forward though the battle went, on the whole it moved jerkily toward the chasm

The end came with a suddenness of which Larrabie had but an instant's warning in the swift flare of joy that lit thefor a brace as he was borne back, found only e viselike to the ed hi hiulf head-first

It was Phyl Sanderson's cry of horror that Healy heard She had put her horse up the steep at a headlong gallop, had seen the whole furious struggle and the tragic end of it that witnessed two men hurled over the precipice into space She slipped fro to look over the cliff at what she would see far below Waves of anguish shot through her and shook her very being

A ave a startled cry

"My heaven, it's Phyl!" he cried

"Yes" She spoke in a flat, lifeless voice he could not have recognized as hers

"Where is he? What's becoesture, then flung herself on the turf, and broke down helplessly The outlaent to the edge and looked over The gulf of air told no story except the obvious one No wingless living creature could make that descent without forfeiture of life He stepped back to the girl and touched her on the shoulder

"Co, and asked, "Where?"

"With me"

"With you? It was you that drove him to his death, and I loved him!"

"Never mind that now Coot a chance! Why should I go with you?" she asked evenly

He did not knohy He had no definite plan All he kneas that his old world lay in ruins at his feet, that he irl he loved was beside him, forever free from the rival who lay crushed and lifeless at the foot of the cliff He could not give her up now He would not