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Rhoda stood with unseeing eyes while before her inward vision passed a h which Kut-le had led her Chaos of mountain and desert, resplendent with color; cool, sweet depth of cañon; burning height of tortured peak; slope of pungent piñon forest--all wrapped in the haze which is the desert's own

Rhoda knew the truth; knew that she loved Kut-le! She knew that she loved hiiven her the capacity

With this acknowledgainst her breast, ide eyes on the brooding night, she wished that she ht tell him this that had come to her If only once more the inscrutable tenderness of his black eyes were upon her! If the deep iain! If only she could feel now the touch of his powerful ar with longing, her gaze fell upon theat her feet She drew a sudden troubled breath Must she renounce this new rapture of living? Must she?

"Have I found new life in the desert only to lose it?" she whispered "O Kut-le! Kut-le!"

DeWitt slept on, unedy-stricken eyes

"What shall I do!" she whispered, lips quivering, shaking hands twisting together "Oh, what shall I do!"

She tried to picture a future with Kut-le She saw his tenderness, his purposefulness, the bigness of his mind and spirit Then with a cold clutch at her throat caht of race barrier, and in a ed into the oldest, the most hopeless, the least solvable of all love's proble by the sleeping ht that shook her slender body and racked her soul At last she raised her face to the sky

"I want to do what is right!" she said piteously "It doesn't ht!" Then after, a pause, "I will marry John! I will!" like a child that has been punished and proood Still another pause, then, "So that part of ers before her eyes and fell to crying, not with the easy tears of a wo sobs of a man over his dead

"Kut-le, I wanted you! I wanted you for my mate! If I could have heard you, seen you, felt you onceelse would have mattered I wanted you!"