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So far Jack New Rhoda looked at him as if he were her last hope

"Oh, Jack!" she cried "He was your friend, your dearest friend! And he sent ot o! He is wonderful on the trail!"

"So we found!" said DeWitt gri Jack

"Rhoda," Jack said at last, "I kno you feel I knohat a bully chap Kut-le is This just about does ot to punish him!"

"'Punish him!'" repeated Rhoda "Just what do you mean by that?"

"We mean," answered DeWitt, "that e find him, I'll shoot him!"

"No!" cried Rhoda "No! Why he sent me back!"

The three ly A wonanimity is never to be understood by a man!

"Are you tired, Rhoda?" asked DeWitt abruptly "Do you feel able to take to the saddle at once?"

"I'ht!" exclaimed Rhoda impatiently "What are your plans?"

DeWitt pointed out across the sand to the cañon wall A line of slender footprints led through the level wastes as plainly as if on new-fallen snow

"We will follow your trail," he said

There was silence for an instant in the little cairlish face, flushed and vivid beneath the tan As it had co nature of her experience was returning to her again With sickening clarity she was getting the men's view-point The old Rhoda would have protested, would have fought desperately and blindly The new Rhoda had lived through hours of hopeless battle with circumstance She had learned the desert's lesson of patience

"I have thought," she said slowly, "so much of the joy of my return to you! God only kno the picture of it has kept me alive from day to day All your joy seeht, o too!"

Billy Porter shook his head with a muttered "Gosh!" as if the ways of women were quite beyond him

"I think you had better ride on to the ranch with Carlos," said DeWitt, "while we take up Kut-le's trail This will be no trip for a woman"

"You're foolish!" exclaiain You can't tell what stunt Kut-le is up to!"

"That's right!" said Porter "It'll be hard on her, but she'd better come with us"