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Rhoda sprang away from Kut-le and they both ran to the other side of the ra very well able to hold his own, stood staring into the cave where the squaws eyed him open-ressively Porter's eye fell on Injun Toed your little game, didn't I?"

"Billy!" cried Rhoda "O Billy Porter!"

Porter juainst the rock in her boyish clothes, her beautiful braid sweeping her shoulder, her face vivid

"My God! Miss Rhoda!" cried Billy hoarsely, as he ran toward her with outstretched hands "Why, you are well! What's happened to you!"

Here Kut-le stepped between the two

"Hello, Mr Porter," he said

Billy stepped back and a look of loathing and anger took the place of the joy that had been in his eyes before

"You Apache devil!" he growled "You ain't as sht you were!"

Rhoda ran forward and would have taken Porter's hand but Kut-le restrained her with his hand on her shoulder

"Where did you come from, Billy?" cried Rhoda "Where are the others?"

Billy's face cleared a little at the sound of the girl's voice