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"It isn't dark, irl; "and if it were, it isn't the first time I've been out alone"

Mrs Lambert's voice softened "Child, I can hardly see your face! Youout on horseback, but you erous with all these tra"

"Well, don't scold--I'm here safe and sound"

"I haven't had such a turn for years, Viola," thethe narroalk "I had an impression--so vivid--that I dropped my work and ran to find you It was just as if you calledhad happened to you"

"But nothing did I went up to see the sunset I didn't meet a soul" She ended abruptly, for she did not wish to retrace her sad reverie

"Who were the two men who came down just now? They must have passed you"

"Yes, they passed me--I didn't know them The one behind looked like an 'expert' Perhaps he has come to exa a land"

"He looked more like a Frenchman to me"

"It may be he is," answered Viola, restrainedly

They turned in at a rustic gateway opening into the yard of a s-cabin which seehty, fir-decked wall of gray and yellow rock behind it Flowers had been planted along the path, and through the open door a red-shaded lamp shone like a poppy Plainly it was the home of refined and tasteful women, a place where tall, rude ies

"Was there any irl, as she put aside her hat

"Not a thing"

The shadow deepened on her sirls write? they should kno horribly lonely it is here I' to-day, mother--perfectly stone-blue I don't like what I ao back East; I want to change my life completely"

The mother, a handsome woman, with fresh, unlined face, made no reply to this outburst "Gusta won't be back until late; ill have to get our own supper"

The girl see, and went to her work cheerfully, htness that theadmiration to watch her; she was so tall and lithe and full-bosomed--her one treasure