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her? He ran into camp, frightening the dogs.

The girl lay with wide-open, dark eyes, and they dilated when he



knelt beside her. The flush of fever shone in her cheeks. He

lifted her and held water to her dry lips, and felt an



inexplicable sense of lightness as he saw her swallow in a slow,

choking gulp. Gently he laid her back.



"Who--are--you?" she whispered, haltingly.

"I'm the man who shot you," he replied.



"You'll--not--kill me--now?"

"No, no."



"What--will--you--do--with me?"

"When you get better--strong enough--I'll take you back to the



canyon where the rustlers ride through the waterfall."

As with a faint shadow from a flitting wing overhead, the marble



whiteness of her face seemed to change.

"Don't--take--me--back--there!"



CHAPTER VI. THE MILL-WHEEL OF STEERS

Meantime, at the ranch, when Judkins's news had sent Venters on



the trail of the rustlers, Jane Withersteen led the injured man

to her house and with skilled fingers dressed the gunshot wound



in his arm.

"Judkins, what do you think happened to my riders?"



"I--I d rather not say," he replied.

"Tell me. Whatever you'll tell me I'll keep to myself. I'm



beginning to worry about more than the loss of a herd of cattle.

Venters hinted of-- but tell me, Judkins."



"Well, Miss Withersteen, I think as Venters thinks--your riders

have been called in."



"Judkins!...By whom?"

"You know who handles the reins of your Mormon riders."



"Do you dare insinuate that my churchmen have ordered in my

riders?"



"I ain't insinuatin' nothin', Miss Withersteen," answered

Judkins, with spirit. "I know what I'm talking about. I didn't



want to tell you."

"Oh, I can't believe that! I'll not believe it! Would Tull leave



my herds at the mercy of rustlers and wolves just

because--because--? No, no! It's unbelievable."



"Yes, thet particular thing's onheard of around Cottonwoods But,

beggin' pardon, Miss Withersteen, there never was any other rich



Mormon woman here on the border, let alone one thet's taken the

bit between her teeth."



That was a bold thing for the reserved Judkins to say, but it did

not anger her. This rider's crude hint of her spirit gave her a



glimpse of what others might think. Humility and obedience had

been hers always. But had she taken the bit between her teeth?



Still she wavered. And then, with quick spurt of warm blood along

her veins, she thought of Black Star when he got the bit fast



between his iron jaws and ran wild in the sage. If she ever

started to run! Jane smothered the glow and burn within her,



ashamed of a passion for freedom that opposed her duty.

"Judkins, go to the village," she said, "and when you have



learned anything definite about my riders please come to me at

once."



When he had gone Jane resolutelyapplied her mind to a number of

tasks that of late had been neglected. Her father had trained her



in the management of a hundred employees and the working of

gardens and fields; and to keep record of the movements of cattle



and riders. And beside the many duties she had added to this work

was one of extremedelicacy, such as required all her tact and



ingenuity. It was an unobtrusive, almost secret aid which she

rendered to the Gentile families of the village. Though Jane



Withersteen never admitted so to herself, it amounted to no less

than a system of charity. But for her invention of numberless



kinds of employment, for which there was no actual need, these

families of Gentiles, who had failed in a Mormon community, would



have starved.

In aiding these poor people Jane thought she deceived her keen



churchmen, but it was a kind of deceit for which she did not pray

to be forgiven. Equally as difficult was the task of deceiving



the Gentiles, for they were as proud as they were poor. It had

been a great grief to her to discover how these people hated her



people; and it had been a source of great joy that through her




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