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With her plan decided upon, Ellen had nothing to do but wait, so she repaired to the other side of the pine thicket and to the edge of the Ri before she saw Isbel she would hear his horse It was altogether unlikely that he would coirl," she mused "I reckon I wasn't well acquainted with y'u"

Beneath her yawned a wonderful deep canyon, rugged and rocky with but few pines on the north slope, thick with dark green tis, like turreted castles, stood up out of the sloping forest on the side opposite her The trees were all sharp, spear pointed Patches of light green aspens showed strikingly against the dense black The great slope beneath Ellen was serrated with narrow, deep gorges, alht spaces The mile-wide mouth of the canyon opened upon the Basin, down into a world of wild ties and ravines, valleys and hills, that rolled and tureen waves to the Sierra Anchas

But for once Ellen seerandeur Her ears were like those of a listening deer, and her eyes continually reverted to the open places along the Rim At first, in her excitement, time flew by Gradually, however, as the sun an to be restless The soft thud of dropping pine cones, the rustling of squirrels up and down the shaggy-barked spruces, the cracking of weathered bits of rock, these caught her keen earsFinally she heard a sound which resembled that of an unshod hoof on stone Stealthily then she took her rifle and slipped back through the pine thicket to the spot she had chosen The little pines were so close together that she had to crawl between their trunks The ground was covered with a soft bed of pine needles, brown and fragrant In her hurry she pricked her ungloved hand on a sharp pine cone and drew the blood She sucked the tiny wound "Shore I'htful Then she resue of the thicket, and presently reached it

Ellen lay flat a moment to recover her breath, then raised herself on her elbows Through an opening in the fringe of buck brush she could plainly see the promontory where she had stood with Jean Isbel, and also the approaches by which he ht come Rather nervously she realized that her covert was hardly more than a hundred feet from the promontory It was imperative that she be absolutely silent Her eyes searched the openings along the Riray form of a deer crossed one of these, and she concluded it had made the sound she had heard Then she lay down more comfortably and waited Resolutely she held, asof Ellen Jorth lying in ambush just to see an Isbel was a conundru it, and the physical act had its fascination Her ears, attuned to all the sounds of the lonely forest, caught thee of woodcraft