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The day at hand reseone before As Venters had no tools hich to build, or to till the terraces, he re of the simple fare there were no tasks And as there were no tasks, there was no systein another, to leave that; and then do nothing but lie under the spruces and watch the great cloud-sailsthe raolden, sunlit world It was silent

The sighing wind and the twittering quail and the singing birds, even the rare and seldo weathered stone, only thickened and deepened that insulated silence

Venters and Bess had vagrant le?" inquired Venters

"A hundred tiotten I want you to see him He'll carry us both"

"I'd like to ride him Can he run?"

"Run? He's a dee! I hope he'll stay in that canyon

"He'll stay"

They left ca the terraces, into the aspen ravines, under the glea and Whitie wandered in the fore, often turning, often trotting back, open-aze to the grand archway over the entrance to the valley, and Bess lifted hers to follow his, and both were silent So tile attracted them

"How he sails!" exclaimed Bess "I wonder where his e in a crack near the top

I see her often She's almost white"

They wandered on down the terrace, into the shady, sun-flecked forest A brown bird fluttered crying from a bush Bess peeped into the leaves "Look! A nest and four little birds They're not afraid of us See how they open their ry"

Rabbits rustled the dead brush and pattered away The forest was full of a drowsy hu quail, crossed the glades And a plaintive, sweet peeping ca lizard that scaht it, a slim creature of nameless color but of exquisite beauty

"Jewel eyes," she said "It's like a rabbit--afraid We won't eat you There--go"

Mur water drew their steps down into a shallow shaded ravine where a brown brook brawled softly over s hite spots and black eyes lined the rocky bank and leaped only at close approach Then Venters's eye descried a very thin, very long green snake coiled round a sapling They drew closer and closer till they could have touched it The snake had no fear and watched the eyes