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The
young
fellow
seemed
pleased
at
the
suggestion
,
and
his
dark
eyes
sparkled
with
pleasure
.
"
I
'll
do
so
,
"
he
said
,
"
we
've
been
in
the
mountains
for
two
months
,
and
are
not
over
and
above
in
visiting
condition
.
He
must
take
us
as
he
finds
us
.
"
"
He
has
a
good
deal
to
thank
you
for
,
and
so
have
I
,
"
she
answered
,
"
he
's
awful
fond
of
me
.
If
those
cows
had
jumped
on
me
he
'd
have
never
got
over
it
.
"
"
Neither
would
I
,
"
said
her
companion
.
"
You
!
Well
,
I
do
n't
see
that
it
would
make
much
matter
to
you
,
anyhow
.
You
ai
n't
even
a
friend
of
ours
.
"
The
young
hunter
's
dark
face
grew
so
gloomy
over
this
remark
that
Lucy
Ferrier
laughed
aloud
.
"
There
,
I
did
n't
mean
that
,
"
she
said
;
"
of
course
,
you
are
a
friend
now
.
You
must
come
and
see
us
.
Now
I
must
push
along
,
or
father
wo
n't
trust
me
with
his
business
any
more
.
Good-bye
!
"
"
Good-bye
,
"
he
answered
,
raising
his
broad
sombrero
,
and
bending
over
her
little
hand
.
She
wheeled
her
mustang
round
,
gave
it
a
cut
with
her
riding-whip
,
and
darted
away
down
the
broad
road
in
a
rolling
cloud
of
dust
.
Young
Jefferson
Hope
rode
on
with
his
companions
,
gloomy
and
taciturn
.
He
and
they
had
been
among
the
Nevada
Mountains
prospecting
for
silver
,
and
were
returning
to
Salt
Lake
City
in
the
hope
of
raising
capital
enough
to
work
some
lodes
which
they
had
discovered
.
He
had
been
as
keen
as
any
of
them
upon
the
business
until
this
sudden
incident
had
drawn
his
thoughts
into
another
channel
.
The
sight
of
the
fair
young
girl
,
as
frank
and
wholesome
as
the
Sierra
breezes
,
had
stirred
his
volcanic
,
untamed
heart
to
its
very
depths
.
When
she
had
vanished
from
his
sight
,
he
realized
that
a
crisis
had
come
in
his
life
,
and
that
neither
silver
speculations
nor
any
other
questions
could
ever
be
of
such
importance
to
him
as
this
new
and
all-absorbing
one
.
The
love
which
had
sprung
up
in
his
heart
was
not
the
sudden
,
changeable
fancy
of
a
boy
,
but
rather
the
wild
,
fierce
passion
of
a
man
of
strong
will
and
imperious
temper
.
He
had
been
accustomed
to
succeed
in
all
that
he
undertook
.
He
swore
in
his
heart
that
he
would
not
fail
in
this
if
human
effort
and
human
perseverance
could
render
him
successful
.
He
called
on
John
Ferrier
that
night
,
and
many
times
again
,
until
his
face
was
a
familiar
one
at
the
farm-house
.
John
,
cooped
up
in
the
valley
,
and
absorbed
in
his
work
,
had
had
little
chance
of
learning
the
news
of
the
outside
world
during
the
last
twelve
years
.
All
this
Jefferson
Hope
was
able
to
tell
him
,
and
in
a
style
which
interested
Lucy
as
well
as
her
father
.
He
had
been
a
pioneer
in
California
,
and
could
narrate
many
a
strange
tale
of
fortunes
made
and
fortunes
lost
in
those
wild
,
halcyon
days
.
He
had
been
a
scout
too
,
and
a
trapper
,
a
silver
explorer
,
and
a
ranchman
.
Wherever
stirring
adventures
were
to
be
had
,
Jefferson
Hope
had
been
there
in
search
of
them
.
He
soon
became
a
favourite
with
the
old
farmer
,
who
spoke
eloquently
of
his
virtues
.
On
such
occasions
,
Lucy
was
silent
,
but
her
blushing
cheek
and
her
bright
,
happy
eyes
,
showed
only
too
clearly
that
her
young
heart
was
no
longer
her
own
.
Her
honest
father
may
not
have
observed
these
symptoms
,
but
they
were
assuredly
not
thrown
away
upon
the
man
who
had
won
her
affections
.
