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tion of dishonesty made by her fa--ther.
She had regarded Brill as the
soul of honor. More than once in
.gay, frivolous social circles she had
compared her flippant admirers with
this model young westerner, and not
to his disadvantage.
That evening Eleanor made inqui
ries at a tourist hotel as to BrilL He
was remembered, but had dropped
out of sight months since, she was
"There was a great friend of his
named Savage," advised the landlady.
"I think he is a clerk or something at
the mail station."
There Eleanor went the next morn
ing. It was to locate this Savage, a
young man, a cripple, whose eyes
brightened and whose face glowed at
the mention of a name evidently
"Mr. Brill is across the range some
where near Inca," he said, and then
he burst forth into extravagant eulo
gies, concernind the man he desig
nated as his best friend. It appeared
that Brill had saved his life in a great
freshet disaster and had secured him
his present position.
The landlady, when Eleanor began
to make inquiries regarding the route
over the range, seriously advised her
not to make the journey alone.
"You should not attempt it, un
protected," she warned Elqanor.
"The country is wild and infested
with vicious half-breeds and even
outlaws," but Eleanor was 'fearless
and willful. She equipped herself in
stanch walking trim, and noon saw
her passing down a lonely mountain
gully and recognizing marks in the
landscape described to her which in
dicated that she was nearing Cru
futt pass. Suddenly, turning past a
dense thicket, she recoiled with a
start as a tawny-skinned woman
darted directly in front of her.
The stranger, a half-breed squaw,
was slovenly, half-intoxicated and vi
cious looking. Her eyes glowed as
she made out the small netted hand
T Eleanor wore. She thrust out her
hand, seized it and tore it loose. El
eanor put out a detaining hand, for
the bag contained some money and
The squaw produced a keen-bladed
knife and showed her teeth. Then
she quickly uncoiled a short lariat
from her waist. Eleanor read her
purpose, to bind her hand and foot
and leaving her helpless while she fled
safely with her spoils.
Eleanor sought to defend herself.
She stooped suddenly, seized a heavy
stick lying in the path swung it
around and swept her dispoiler off
her feet. With an angry snarl the
squaw regained her feet, but Eleanor
fled precipitately. She fancied she
heard a masculine voice shouting out
after her, but she feared an accom
plice of the squaw and terror lent
fleetness to her actions.
Eleanor deviated from the gully,
seeking shelter in rushing "up a side
path. At the top she paused breath
less. A view of the spot where she
had been robbed was now shut out
from her view. Eleanor made out a
cabin, its door open. She rushed
through the aperture and sank to a
chair in a rudely furnished room,
nearly at the point of fainting.
Her eyes opened wide as, wander
ing about the room, they fell upon a
picture on a stand. It was her own.
Near to it was a tiny vase and in
this, as if replaced fresh every morn
v s a mountain daisy, her favor
She recalled having her picture
taken the year before in this very
district by a traveling photographer.
Was this one printed from the same
negative? Lost in anger, half-guessing
the truth, she started up as a
stalwart form crossed the threshold.
It was "that scamp," Warren Brill!
He greeted her with manifest re
pression and respect She wondered
if Fate was in all this, as he told of
witnessing the robbery, of recovering
the booty from the squaw.
I found this on the ground, he ex-
bag suspended from the belt that 1
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