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Kut-le, riding just ahead, glanced back constantly at the girl's di The trail twisted and undulated on and on Each moment Rhoda felt less certain of her seat Each rew more painful At last a faint odor of pine-needles roused her sinking senses and she opened her heavy eyes They had left the sickening edge of the cañon and Alchise was leading the of owls gave a graveyard sadness to theaisle of columnar pines, Kut-le called the first halt Rhoda reeled in her saddle Before her horse had stopped, Kut-le was beside her, unfastening her waist strap and lifting her to the ground He pulled the blanket from his own shoulders and Molly stretched it on the soft pine-needles Rhoda, half delirious, looked up into the young Indian's face with the pathetic unconsciousness of a sick child He laid her carefully on the blanket The two squaws hurriedly knelt at Rhoda's side and with clever hands rubbed and irl opened her languid eyes

Kut-le, while this was being done, stood quietly by the blanket, his fine face stern and intent When Rhoda opened her eyes, he put aside the two squaws, knelt and raised the girl's head and held a cup of the rich broth to her lips It was cold, yet it tasted good, and Rhoda finished the cup without protest, then struggled to a sitting position After a ently to her feet Here, however, she pushed him away and walked unsteadily to her horse Kut-le's hands dropped to his side and he stood in the ure clamber with infinite travail into the saddle

Fro and the broth had put new life into Rhoda, and for a little while she kept a clear brain For the first ti the Indians so stupidly she ought to watch her chance and at the first opportunity make a wild dash off into the darkness Kut-le was so sure of her weakness and cowardice that she felt that he would be taken coht elude hiht off again and again the blur of weakness that threatened her

As the trail widened in the descent, Kut-le rode in beside her

"Feeling better?" he asked cheerfully