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"O Kut-le! Kut-le!" in the tone that she had used to Cartwell "Can't you see that it's no use? He is white, Kut-le! Let o back to o!"

Kut-le looked down at the hand on his arm Rhoda was too excited to notice that his whole body shook at this unwonted touch His voice was caressing but his face reirl," he answered, "he is not your kind! He inally have been of your color, but now he's streaked with yellow Let hio You are safer here with me!"

Rhoda turned from him impatiently

"It's quite useless," she said to Ji or threat willa little "Go back with Alchise and tell them to come for me quickly!"

Some responsive flash of sy Alchise marshall him out of the camp She moaned helplessly: "O my people, aze

As soon as lunch was finished, caht they wound up a wretched trail that circled the es, For hours, Kut-le did not speak to Rhoda These days of Rhoda's conte, the old note in her voice, still thrilled hiht as they watched the squaws unroll her blankets, he touched her shoulder

"Dear," he said, in his rich voice, "it is in you to love me if only I am patient And--God, but it's worth all the starvation in the ht to ure in the firelight The young eyes so tragic in their youth, the beautifulJust for an instant the horrors of the past weeks vanished

"Good-night!" said Rhoda Then she rolled herself in her blankets and slept By the next , however, the old repulsion had returned and she made no response to Kut-le's overtures

Day succeeded day now, until Rhoda lost all track of ties Endlessly they circled through dusky cañon and sun-baked arroyo Always Rhoda looked forward to each new caht stumble upon the the trail Always she thrilled at a wisp of se Always she felt a quiver of certainty at sudden break of twig or fall of stone But the days passed and gradually hope changed to desperation