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For weeks we had starved, had no shelter, seen no man. For eight days we had eaten no food. We had need of food and the money to buy us food. Then — oh ! I cannot recall it — it is blank ! But — we were not men, Elsa — we were animals — oh I I do not know, I do not know." He released her from his grasp and turned away, but she clutched at his sleeve and pointed at the window. " Look I They pass — the men-at-arms ! In a moment they will be at the door. Come I I know a way." CHARACTERS. Sir Halmar Richard Lund Elsa Mary Johnson Berghild Wanda Rothgardt Sir Arne Hj. Selander Sir Arne's Wife Concordia Selander Torarin Axel Nilsson But he shook his head. " I am a man again now, Elsa. It was a man who wooed you and won you — whatever brute it was who killed your sister. I'll turn my back on no man. Let them come — I'll fight my way through them and be free yet. And you shall come with me. Oh, God ! The ice must break — some time." He snatched her into his arms, threw back the door and dashed through the clambering men-at-arms before they had a thought for what was passing. So great was their surprise that only one of their number had wits to realise that their man was escaping. This one, as the thought crossed his brain, raised his spear and thrust it forward. But Elsa was too quick. Throwing herself round her lover's neck, she turned and met with her own breast the spear intended for Sir Halmar's heart. He was through and away before he had grasped what had passed. A little knot of his followers engaged the men-at-arms at the street end, and he ran with his burden to the galleon. Chapter VII. Torarin was aboard with his salted fish, trading with the captain and the <rcw, when Sir Halmar came to the galleon for the last time. The old fish-salter knew that the watch had been to take the man, knew of his guilt now, but had said no word of it to the ship's men, meaning to lei news take its own course. But when word went round that the chief was b< he was troubled in thought, and knew which course to pursue. " The ice is like a curse of God," said skipper to Torarin. " Every other shi free and we are held. I do not understi " I think I understand," said Tor The ice is a curse of God. This ship never sail while it holds the man it 1 now — Sir Arne's murderer." " What ! " cried the skipper. " Sir A murderer aboard my ship ! Here I mean " " Sir Halmar," replied old Torarin. The skipper stood with wide-open and his crew gathered round. "See!" said Torarin, pointing. "' now the men-at-arms come to take hin Half a mile away a body of men spears uplifted were approaching at double. " Below ! " cried the captain. " Wt rid ourselves of the curse." Godfrey and Searle, taken by sur] were secured in spite of their resistt but Sir Halmar, who anticipated what coming, resisted not. On a bench besid< lay, hidden beneath a sail-cloth, the n remains of the only one in the world was dear to him. He walked briskly to the deck, and down to the men-at-arms with only a Back in the cabin, old Torarin, in curi< raised the sail-cloth. " Elsa ! " he cried. " Our little E dead ! Oh, God, bp merciful ! " He covered his eyes with his handi turned away. Below, upon the ice, a handful of fa followers were endeavouring to free Sir Hi from his captors. " Nay, men," he cried to them, " hok It is God's will that we should pay fo crimes. It is just that we should 1 Torarin, honest soul ■ — ■ look after her when I am gone." He turned, and with him God f re) Searle, who hung their heads. But hii high, and his eye was bright as the him awaj At night there was a mighty storn swept the town, and for many miles ar The women of Marstrand came in * procession to carry the body of little back to its last resting-place. And wit passing of Elsa and the women of Man the sturin that had arisen passed also. And the galleon of Sir Halmar was from the grip of the ice and sailed aw the west The End. MYSELF AND MY SHADOW. (Continued from page 55.) By Alice Brady. appeals to every woman. Also there is the s.itisf.o 11011 of knowing that merely through the power of expression you can tell your story ; that by means of your face (principally your eyes) you make \.mr audience laugh or cry, n or despair But, again, as with everything else, pictures have then disadvan Ooce a tiung is done in pictures, n is done Once the camera has clicked on a certain Bcene, there is no oppoi t unity oi perfecting it. I he camera does not give you another chance I crciia a great deal of the success 1 have had on the si icen to mv atage work. I <an remember1 the time when a careei on the screen was looked upon with pen disfavour. It doesn't seem so very long ag< I suddenlj decided that I would li do some work in pictures. My strenuously objected to my doin|| such thing ; but his opposition di frighten me. And, eventually, il week of arguing, I gained my poil was permitted to go as an " extra I picture and see how I liked it. speaking very frankly. I didn't I much It was hard, hot, tiresome but I was determined that just bl my father did not want me to -iprl pit lures, I would be successful. | nun h to my delight, I was. Hut I don't know yet which self better my real self or my reel i myself or my shadow.