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Riding fast with Glenn was so Carley had only of late added to

her achieve

to keep pace with Glenn's horse and gave herself up to the thrill of the

ood swinging

lope Calico covered ground swiftly and did not tire Carley rode the two

side of Glenn all the way

Indeed, for one long level stretch she and Glenn held hands When they

arrived at the descent, which necessitated slow and careful riding,

she was hot and tingling and breathless, worked by the action into an

exuberance of pleasure Glenn co as well as her

rosy cheeks There was indeed a sweetness in working at a task as she

had worked to learn to ride in Western fashion Every turn of herantitheses of thought Why had she

coed cedars

where the hipped her face with fragrant wild breath, if at the

same time she hated the West? Could she hate a country, however barren

and rough, if it had saved the health and happiness of her future

husband? Verily there were probleht purple lay low in the hollows and clefts of the canyon

Over the western ri star seemed to smile

at Carley, to bid her look and look Like a strain of distantwater, the ain to Carley's sensitive ear

"Do you love this?" asked Glenn, when they reached the green-forested

canyon floor, with the yellow road winding away into the purple shadows

"Yes, both the ride--and you," flashed Carley, contrarily She knew he

hadsolitude

"But I want you to love Arizona," he said

"Glenn, I'lad of that I love New

York"