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Jean read in her strange gaze what see him

"Miss, I take that back," added Jean, shortly "I'm sorry I didn't irl alone in the woods who's gone out of her way to be kind to ot my manners An' I ask your pardon"

She looked away then, and presently pointed far out and down into the Basin

"There's Grass Valley That long gray spot in the black It's about fifteenthe Rim that way till y'u cross a trail Shore y'u can't ed to you," replied Jean, reluctantly accepting what he regarded as his dis his horse, he put his foot in the stirrup, then, hesitating, he looked across the saddle at the girl Her abstraction, as she gazed away over the purple depths suggested loneliness and wistfulness She was not thinking of that scene spread so wondrously before her It struck Jean sheand attitude, so he was conscious of, yet could not define

"Reckon this is good-by," he said, with hesitation

"ADIOS, SENOR," she replied, facing hiain She lifted the little carbine to the hollow of her elbow and, half turning, appeared ready to depart

"Adios ood-by till to-ood-by forever Take it as y'u like"

"Then you'll erly he spoke, on i that had changed him!

"Did I say I wouldn't?"

"No But I reckoned you'd not care to after--" he replied, breaking off in solad to ht heah Fetch all the news froht Thanks That'll be--fine," replied Jean, and as he spoke he experienced a buoyant thrill, a pleasant lightness of enthusiasm, such as always stirred boyishly in him at a prospect of adventure Before it passed he wondered at it and felt unsure of hier shore I'm not recollectin' that y'u told me who y'u are," she said

"No, reckon I didn't tell," he returned "What difference does that make? I said I didn't care who or what you are Can't you feel the same about me?"