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When he rounded the elbow of the mountain, he did not try to keep back the joyous cry that cahts A few of them were scattered, but nearest to hilow that comes from a number of illumined s He quickened his pace as he drew nearer to the stopped him, and it seemed to hi him until he could not breathe

It was a loom a name "Marette--Marette--Marette--"

Kent tried to cry out, but his breath ca He reached out his are ain the voice called, "Marette--Marette--Marette--"

The cup in the valley echoed the name It rolled softly up the mountainside The air trembled with it, whispered it, passed it on--and suddenly the madness in Kent found voice, and he shouted, "Marette--Marette--"

He ran on His knees felt weak He shouted the nas loolos So to , but he cried the naain, and this time it was a woman's cry that answered, and one of the two caht

Three paces apart they stood, and in that gloo eyes looked at each other, while for a space their bodies rereat and hty effort Kent reached out his arms, and Marette swayed to him When the other man came up, he found them crumpled to their knees on the earth, clasped like children in each other's arms And as Kent raised his face, he saw that it was Sandy McTrigger as looking down at hi