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A cool wind blen frohtening stars Dale saw the promontory lift its bold outline It was ht, and perhaps a day, separated hi that held Bo Rayner prisoner Dale had no plan as yet He had only a reat as the love he bore Helen Rayner

Beasley's evil genius had planned this abduction Riggs was a tool, a cowardly knave do had lain in wait at that cedar ca up the mountain Beasley had been there with them that very day All this was as assured to Dale as if he had seen theit speedily strung his hest pitch Many outlines of action flashed through his ht, listening with practised ears All were rejected And at the outset of every new branching of thought he would gaze down at the gray forraceful, heavy, as he padded beside the horse Fro to help Helen Rayner he had conceived an undefined idea of possible value in the qualities of his pet To, but he had never been tried on , yet he had no proof of this One fact stood out of all Dale's conjectures, and it was that he had known ars

Far up on the slope, in a little hollohere water ran and there was a little grass for Ranger to pick, Dale haltered hi with his food, giving To cat went to sleep

But Dale lay awake for long

The night was still, with only a faint moan of wind on this sheltered slope Dale saw hope in the stars He did not seem to have promised himself or Helen that he could save her sister, and then her property He see unconsciously settled, outside of his thinking Strange how this certainty was not vague, yet irreconcilable with any plans he created! Behind it, soed all his wonderful knowledge of forest, of trails, of scents, of night, of the nature ofdown to sleep in the dark, lonely woods, of the nature of this great cat that lived its every action in accordance with his will