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Why was he here astride Dick Forrest's horse? Graham asked himself Why was he not even then on the way to the station to catch that first train he had noted on the time table? This unaccustomed weakness of decision and action was a new rôle for him, he considered bitterly But--and he was on fire with the thought of it--this was his one life, and this was the one wooats go by Each was a doe, and there were several hundred of them; and they were moved slowly by the Basque herdsmen, with frequent pauses, for each doe was acco kid In the paddock werein time, Graha stallions being moved somewhere across the ranch Their excitement was communicated to that entire portion of the ranch, so that the air was filled with shrill nickerings and squealings and answering whinneys, while Mountain Lad, beside hied up and down his paddock, and again and again tru andthat had ever occurred on earth in the way of horse flesh

Dick Forrest pranced and sidled into the cross road on the Outlaw, his face bea his reeting, as he reined in to a halt, if halt it olden sorrelwith her teeth now for his leg and next for Graha the roadway, the nextthe e the air repeatedly, a dozen tisters certainly put Mountain Lad on his : "'Hear me! I am Eros I stamp upon the hills I fill the wide valleys The mares hear me, and startle, in quiet pastures; for they know me The land is filled with fatness, and the sap is in the trees It is the spring The spring isThe h their mothers before them Hear me! I am Eros I stamp upon the hills, and the wide valleys arethe sound of my approach'"