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Ellen Jorth hurried back into the forest, hotly resentful of the accident that had thrown her in contact with an Isbel

Disgust filled her--disgust that she had been amiable to a member of the hated fa did not co She walked under the trees, swiftly, with head erect, looking straight before her, and every step see camp, her attention was distracted fros, was trying to drive sheep into a closer bunch to save the la little la beast of the forest Froed by wolves, lions, bears, the last of which were often bold and dangerous The old grizzlies that killed the ewes to eat only the ood shot with a rifle, but had orders from her father to let the bears alone Fortunately, such sheep-killing bears were but few, and were left to be hunted by men from the ranch Mexican sheep herders could not be depended upon to protect their flocks frolers, and she took several shots at coyotes skulking along the edge of the brush The open glade in the forest was favorable for herding the sheep at night, and the dogs could be depended upon to guard the flock, and in most cases to drive predatory beasts away

After this task, which brought the time to sunset, Ellen had supper to cook and eat Darkness caht wind set in Here and there a lamb bleated plaintively With her work done for the day, Ellen sat before a ruddy ca around the singular adventure that had befallen her Disdainfully she strove to think of so that could dispel the interest of herwith Jean Isbel Thereupon she impatiently surrendered to it, and recalled every word and action which she could remember And in the process of this meditation she caht the blood tingling to her neck and cheeks, so unusually and burningly that she covered them with her hands "What did he think of ht, but she could not help wondering And when she came to the memory of his kiss she sufferedscarlet cheeks Scornfully and bitterly she burst out, "Shore he couldn't have thought ood of me"