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"What else was there to do? The last few days I hardly knew anything at all It was a daze, a dreahtmare There was so much pain in every part that no one part could hurt veryof clothes off me--and the skin, as well My sandals went all to pieces I lost my sense of direction a hundred times, and must have often doubled on et, like an ani a nest of fledgling birds I crunched them down alive, pin-feathers and all! Well--"

"My boy! My poor, lost, tortured boy!"

"When they wounded me I never even knew All I know is that the spear wasn't one of the poisoned ones Otherwise--"

"There, there! Don't think about it any h It's too awful! Let's both try to forget!"

"I guess that's the best way, after all," he answered "I found the river somehow, after a thousand or two eternities Instinct ht direction And after that, all I ree across to Settle?"

"So I came hoh the wilderness Not even pain and hunger could confuse the but death could ever blot theh, dear, you did what you did for us? Without resting? Without delay or respite?"

"That's life," he answered simply "That's the price of the neorld He ould build must suffer!"

Her arms embraced him, her breath arm upon his face, and in the kiss that burned itself upon his eager lips he knew some measure of the sweetness of reward