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〃Last night。〃
〃While I was asleep？〃
〃Yes。〃
〃I woke last night sometimebut I didn't know。〃
Her eyes were widening； darkening with thought； and whenever they did so the steady； watchful； seeing gaze gave place to the wistful light。 In the former she saw as the primitive woman without thought； in the latter she looked inward； and her gaze was the reflection of a troubled mind。 For long Venters had not seen that dark change； that deepening of blue； which he thought was beautiful and sad。 But now he wanted to make her think。
〃I've done more than pack in that beef；〃 he said。 〃For five nights I've been working while you slept。 I've got eight calves corralled near a ravine。 Eight calves； all alive and doing fine！〃
〃You went five nights！〃
All that Venters could make of the dilation of her eyes； her slow pallor； and her exclamation； was fearfear for herself or for him。
〃Yes。 I didn't tell you； because I knew you were afraid to be left alone。〃
〃Alone？〃 She echoed his word； but the meaning of it was nothing to her。 She had not even thought of being left alone。 It was not； then； fear for herself； but for him。 This girl； always slow of speech and action； now seemed almost stupid。 She put forth a hand that might have indicated the groping of her mind。 Suddenly she stepped swiftly to him； with a look and touch that drove from him any doubt of her quick intelligence or feeling。
〃Oldring has men watch the herdsthey would kill you。 You must never go again！〃
When she had spoken； the strength and the blaze of her died； and she swayed toward Venters。
〃Bess； I'll not go again；〃 he said； catching her。
She leaned against him； and her body was limp and vibrated to a long； wavering tremble。 Her face was upturned to his。 Woman's face； woman's eyes； woman's lipsall acutely and blindly and sweetly and terribly truthful in their betrayal！ But as her fear was instinctive； so was her clinging to this one and only friend。
Venters gently put her from him and steadied her upon her feet； and all the while his blood raced wild； and a thrilling tingle unsteadied his nerve； and somethingthat he had seen and felt in herthat he could not understandseemed very close to him； warm and rich as a fragrant breath； sweet as nothing had ever before been sweet to him。
With all his will Venters strove for calmness and thought and judgment unbiased by pity； and reality unswayed by sentiment。 Bess's eyes were still fixed upon him with all her soul bright in that wistful light。 Swiftly； resolutely he put out of mind all of her life except what had been spent with him。 He scorned himself for the intelligence that made him still doubt。 He meant to judge her as she had judged him。 He was face to face with the inevitableness of life itself。 He saw destiny in the dark； straight path of her wonderful eyes。 Here was the simplicity； the sweetness of a girl contending with new and strange and enthralling emotions here the living truth of innocence； here the blind terror of a woman confronted with the thought of death to her savior and protector。 All this Venters saw； but； besides； there was in Bess's eyes a slow…dawning consciousness that seemed about to break out in glorious radiance。
〃Bess； are you thinking？〃 he asked。
〃Yesoh yes！〃
〃Do you realize we are here aloneman and woman？〃
〃Yes。〃
〃Have you thought that we may make our way out to civilization； or we may have to stay herealonehidden from the world all our lives？〃
〃I never thoughttill now。〃
〃Well； what's your choiceto goor to stay herealone with me？〃
〃Stay！〃 New…born thought of self； ringing vibrantly in her voice； gave her answer singular power。
Venters trembled； and then swiftly turned his gaze from her facefrom her eyes。 He knew what she had only half divinedthat she loved him。
CHAPTER XI。 FAITH AND UNFAITH
At Jane Withersteen's home the promise made to Mrs。 Larkin to care for little Fay had begun to be fulfilled。 Like a gleam of sunlight through the cottonwoods was the coming of the child to the gloomy house of Withersteen。 The big； silent halls echoed with childish laughter。 In the shady court； where Jane spent many of the hot July days； Fay's tiny feet pattered over the stone flags and splashed in the amber stream。 She prattled incessantly。 What difference； Jane thought； a child made in her home！ It had never been a real home； she discovered。 Even the tidiness and neatness she had so observed； and upon which she had insisted to her women； became； in the light of Fay's smile； habits that now lost their importance。 Fay littered the court with Jane's books and papers； and other toys her fancy improvised； and many a strange craft went floating down the little brook。
And it was owing to Fay's presence that Jane Withersteen came to see more of Lassiter。 The rider had for the most part kept to the sage。 He rode for her； but he did not seek her except on business； and Jane had to acknowledge in pique that her overtures had been made in vain。 Fay； however； captured Lassiter the moment he first laid eyes on her。
Jane was present at the meeting； and there was something about it which dimmed her sight and softened her toward this foe of her people。 The rider had clanked into the court； a tired yet wary man； always looking for the attack upon him that was inevitable and might come from any quarter； and he had walked right upon little Fay。 The child had been beautiful even in her rags and amid the surroundings of the hovel in the sage； but now； in a pretty white dress； with her shining curls brushed and her face clean and rosy； she was lovely。 She left her play and looked up at Lassiter。
If there was not an instinct for all three of them in that meeting； an unreasoning tendency toward a closer intimacy； then Jane Withersteen believed she had been subject to a queer fancy。 She imagined any child would have feared Lassiter。 And Fay Larkin had been a lonely； a solitary elf of the sage； not at all an ordinary child； and exquisitely shy with strangers。 She watched Lassiter with great； round； grave eyes； but showed no fear。 The rider gave Jane a favorable report of cattle and horses； and as he took the seat to which she invited him； little Fay edged as much as half an inch nearer。 Jane replied to his look of inquiry and told Fay's story。 The rider's gray； earnest gaze troubled her。 Then he turned to Fay and smiled in a way that made Jane doubt her sense of the true relation of things。 How could Lassiter smile so at a child when he had made so many children fatherless？ But he did smile； and to the gentleness she had seen a few times he added something that was infinitely sad and sweet。 Jane's intuition told her that Lassiter had never been a father； but if life ever so blessed him he would be a good one。 Fay； also； must have found that smile singularly winning。 For she edged closer and closer； and then； by way of feminine capitulation； went to Jane； from whose side she bent a beautiful glance upon the rider。
Lassiter only smiled at her。
Jane watched them； and realized that now was the moment she should seize； if she was ever to win this man from his hatred。 But the step was not easy to take。 The more she saw of Lassiter the more she respected him； and the greater her respect the harder it became to lend herself to mere coquetry。 Yet as she thought of her great motive； of Tull； and of that other whose name she had schooled herself never to think of in connection with Milly Erne's avenger； she suddenly found she had no choice。 And her creed gave her boldness far beyond the limit to which vanity would have led her。
〃Lassiter； I see so little of you now；〃 she said； and was conscious of heat in her cheeks。
〃I've been riding hard；〃 he replied。
〃But you can't live in the saddle。 You come in sometimes。 Won't you come here to see meoftener？〃
〃Is that an order？〃
〃Nonsense！ I simply ask you to come to see me when you find time。〃
〃Why？〃
The query once heard was not so embarrassing to Jane as she might have imagined。 Moreover； it established in her mind a fact that there existed actually other than selfish reasons for her wanting to see him。 And as she had been bold； so she determined to be both honest and brave。
〃I've reasonsonly one of which I need mention；〃 she answered。 〃If it's possible I want to change you toward my people。 And on the moment I can conceive of little I wouldn't do to gain that end。〃
How much better and freer Jane felt after that confession！ She meant to show him that there was one Mormon who could play a game or wage a fight in the open。
〃I reckon；〃 said Lassiter； and he laughed。
It was the best in her； if the most irritating； that Lassiter always aroused。
〃Will you come？〃 She looked into his eyes； and for the life of her could not quite subdue an imperiousness that rose with her spirit。 〃I never asked so much of any manexcept Bern Venters。〃
〃'Pears to me that you'd run no risk； or Venters； either。 But mebbe that doesn't hold good for me。〃
〃You mean it wouldn't be safe for you to be often here？ You look for ambush in the cottonwoods？〃
〃Not that so much。〃
At this juncture little Fay sidled over to Lassiter。
〃Has oo a little dirt？〃 she inquired。
〃No； lassie；〃 replied the rider。
Whatever Fay seemed to