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The weight of the thing crushed him It was as if for the first time ahad opened for him, and he sahat Kedsty had seen And then, as the ain He was not of the sort to go under easily Personal danger had always stirred hier greater than this he was facing now It was not aquickly and on the spur of thehad been that of a hunter ofpoint Always, in seeking his quarry, he had tried first to bring hi with that quarry To analyze what an outlaould do under certain conditions and with certain environments and racial inheritances behind hiareat importance for hie point of the huntsan to turn theer the hunter, but the hunted, and all the tricks which he had mastered , the fine points he had learned of the gaainst-one would avail him but little when it came to the witness chair and a trial

The open as his first inspiration Adventure had been the blood of his life And out there, behind the green forests rolling away like the billows of an ocean, lay the greatest adventure of all Once in those beloved forests covering al to die if the world beat hiame of the hunted as no other uns and his freedoleamed in his eyes, and then, slowly, it died out The open , after all, was but a mockery He rolled sideways from his bed and partly balanced himself on his feet The effort made him dizzy He doubted if he could have walked a hundred yards after cliht leaped into his brain His head was clearing He swayed across the rooain, the first time he had been on his feet since the half-breed's bullet had laid hian He would fool Kedsty As he recovered his strength, he would keep it to hiht he would take advantage of the open !