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Her fingers gripped his thumb in their old way, and Kent waited

"It was the Watcher that made me want to come home most of all," she went on, a bit of trerew lonely for hi, watching, watching, and so reat epaulet?"

"Yes, I see," said Kent

"Beyond that, on a straight line from here--hundreds of old country, men, women, civilization Father Malcolm and father Donald have never found but one trail to this side of the mountains, and I have been over it three tis Soreat rah which few men come He wants this valley alone And so do I Alone--with you, and with my people"

Kent drew her close in his aro over that hidden trail together, past the Watcher, toward Dawson For it must be that over there--ill find--a o on, Jeems"

"And you will be--my wife"

"Yes, yes, Jeems--forever and ever But, Jeems"--her arms crept up about his neck--"very soon it will be the first of August"

"Yes--?"

"And in that h the mountains, each year, a man and a woman to visit us--mother Anne's father and mother And mother Anne's father--"

"Yes--?"

"Is aup in this hour of his triuht for an instant the passing radiance of a smile