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"Where is the delightful Mr Good Indian off to?" Evadna stopped druatepost and turned toward the person she heard coht a arette to work before he answered her; and Evadna touched tentatively the wide, blue ribbon wound round her aruardedly

"Straight up, he toldthat happened last night, and he didn't seeo to the dickens, for all I care"

"WHAT--happened last night?" Evadna wore her Christel expression; and her tone was the sweet, insipid tone of childlike innocence

Gene hesitated It seemed a sheer waste of opportunity to tell her the truth when she would believe a falsehood just as readily; but, since the truth happened to be quite as improbable as a lie, he decided to speak it

"There was a noise when the host I told you about Good Injun went after it with a gun, and I guess they ot the worst of it He was sure on the fight when he ca--"

"Do you mean to tell me--did you see it, really?"

"Well, you ask Clark, when you see hirove last night Ask him what he HEARD" He moved closer, and laid his hand impressively upon her ar for? You didn't see anything, did you?"

"No; but--was there REALLY so?" Evadna freed herself as unobtrusively as possible, and looked at him ide eyes

"You ask Clark He'll tell you--maybe Good Injun's scared clean off the ranch--you can see that for yourself He said he couldn't be hired to spend another night here He thinks it's a bad sign That's the Injun of it They believe in spirits and signs and things"

Evadna turned thoughtful "And didn't he tell you what he--that is, if he found out--you said he went after it--"

"He wouldn't say a bla about it," Gene co--he told us it was a screech-owl"

"Oh!" Evadna gave a sigh of relief "Well, I'host stories, only I never would DARE leave the house after dark if there are funny noises and things, really I think you boys must be the bravest fellows, to sleep out there--without even your mother with you!"