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Then ht coain, and to the light God would be merciful to a driven woman who had lost her way

A week passed Little Fay played and prattled and pulled at Lassiter's big black guns The rider cae in hientleness He was quieter andwith Jane he seemed to be possessed of another self that watched with cool, roving eyes, that listened, listened always as if theleaves whispered so Lassiter never rode Bells into the court any more, nor did he come by the lane or the paths When he appeared it was suddenly and noiselessly out of the dark shadow of the grove

"I left Bells out in the sage," he said, one day at the end of that week "I must carry water to hih or here?" asked Jane, quickly

"I reckon it'll be safer for rove I've been watched when I rode in froht he ell hid But my eyes are pretty sharp An', Jane," he went on, alood idea for us to talk low You're spied on here by your women"

"Lassiter!" she whispered in turn "That's hard to believe My women love me"

"What of that?" he asked "Of course they love you But they're Mormon women"

Jane's old, rebellious loyalty clashed with her doubt

"I won't believe it," she replied, stubbornly

"Well then, just act natural an' talk natural, an' pretty soon--give theo over there to the table, en' then quick-like make a move for the door en' open it"

"I will," said Jane, with heightened color Lassiter was right; he never made mistakes; he would not have told her unless he positively knew Yet Jane was so tenacious of faith that she had to see with her own eyes, and so constituted that to employ even such sry for her shaht confronted her that h it ell justified--against the deceit she had wittingly and eagerly used toward Lassiter The difference was staggering in its suggestion of that blindness of which he had accused her Fairness and justice and ined were anchor-cables to hold fast her soul to righteousness had not been hers in the strange, biased duty that had so exalted and confounded her