and my God are the same." CHAPTER VIII. SURPRISE VALLEY Back in that strange canyon, which Venters...
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With teeth tight shut he essayed the incline. And as he climbed he bent his eyes downward. This, ho...
Low whines came up from below. "Here! Come, Whitie--Ring," he repeated, this time sharply. Then fo...
shall not have killed a woman. But--for your own sake, too--" A terrible bitterness darkened her ey...
exquisite agony, the sweet, blind, tumultuous exultation of the woman who loves and is loved. * * ...
motionless. Then he waved his hand and plunged into the thicket. Betty sighed and Alfred said: "Po...
Riders of the Purple Sage by Zane Grey CHAPTER I. LASSITER A sharp clip-crop of iron-shod hoofs d...
"Do you know him? Does any one know him?" questioned Tull, hurriedly. His men looked and looked, a...
offended, an' I wouldn't want to--" "I've not a relative in Utah that I know of. There's no one wit...
the perilous. The whole scene impressed Venters as a wild, austere, and mighty manifestation of nat...
pattered a few yards to the rise of ground and there crouched on guard. And in that wild covert Ven...
the corral fences. And on the little windows of the barn projected bobbing heads of bays and blacks...
A wide, white trail wound away down the slope. One keen, sweeping glance told Venters that there wa...
mountain waves, seemed to roll up to steep bare slopes and towers. In this plain of sage Venters f...
been from its lonely and dilapidated appearance a hundred years old. On a little knoll carpeted wit...