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"There's nothing on earth can equal theinto the silence which followed "I'd hope she don't go around peddling that story--not that anyone would believe it, but--"

Good Indian looked at her, and at Evadna He opened his lips for speech, and closed the the about the hair and the knife and the footprints Hagar had prated about But he thought of Rachel, and knew that he would never tell anyone, not even Evadna The girl loosened his arm, and moved toward her aunt

"I hate Indians--squaws especially," she said positively "I hate the way they look at one with their beady eyes, just like snakes I believe that horrid old thing lies awake nights just thinking up nasty, wicked lies to tell about the people she doesn't like I don't think you ought to ride around alone so ht ot the chance"

"What do you suppose ie Howard in like that?" Phoebe speculated, looking at Grant "She ainst her, too"

"I don't knohy" Good Indian spoke unguardedly, because he was still thinking of Rachel and those laboriously printed words which he had scattered afar "She's always giving them candy and fruit, whenever they show up at the station"

"Oh--h!" Evadna gave the word that peculiar, sliding inflection of hers which ly, with her hands clasped behind her

Good Indian kneell the hed and caught her by the arm

"Coance of a lover "We're ether too important, it seems tosort of scrap for several thousand years"

She permitted him to lead her to the hammock, and pile three cushions behind her head and shoulders--with the dark-blue one on top because her hair looked well against it--and dispose himself co the ha a furrow in the sand But she did not show any diether when she looked at hier-tip in turn, she was as passive as a doll under the caresses of a child