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went there. With Ba'tiste. II is diff
ferent. lie is a doctor. lie has a
right. IL
II understand" came quietly. and
in those two words Houston felt that
her opinion had been formed: that
to her. he was the father; the quiet
form in his arms his own child,
you are asking something al
most impossible. The nearest priest
is at a settlement near Crestline."
"Crestline2" Houston ~instinctively
turned toward the hills. a bleak. for
bidding wall against the sky. will
you lend me Lost Wing to u an
errand? / want to get Ba'tiste-
for her"
Certainly"
She spoke to the Indian in Sioux
then and drew away. Houston.
pointing with his head. instructed
the redskin.
The Sioux started on. soon to be
engulfed in the swirling veil of the
storm. Barry turned again to the
girl.
Just one more request: I can't
carry the child up there-this way.
Will you help strap her to my
pack?"
Silently she assisted him in the
tnSh VI AACASys Lhth
do you know the Pass?"
He shook his head. She tapped
one glove against the other.
1T is impossible then. You"
"Iu make 1t some way. Thank
you-for helping me-"
He started on. But she called him
back.
Its dangerous-too dangerous
and there was a note of pity in her
voice. ITS bad enough on foot
when there's no snow-if you're not
familiar with it. T."
Tell me the way. Perhaps l
made a promise to the child's moth
err. I'm afraid she's dying"
A new light came into the girls
eyes. a light of compassion, of ut
most pity. Slowly she came toward
Houston, then bent to tighten the
fastenings OF her s~nowshoes.
Il know the way" came quietly.
II have been over tin summer
and winter. I will show you"
You. Medaine! II beg par
DON" The outburst had passed his
lips almost before he realized it.
Miss Robinette. you don't kow
what you're saying"
Il know the way" she answered,
Witiiout lHuiCdtiuS lidl sHe ndu
heard his remonstrance. 81 am glad
to go-for the sake Of" She nod
ded slightly toward the tenderly
wrapped bundle on the pack. II
would lot feel right otherwise"
CHAPTER XVIII
An hour found them in the hills,
Flooding steadily upward, following
the smoother mounds of snow which
indicated heavy. secure drifts. AS
they went higher, and the wind beat
against them with its hail of splin-
tered ice particles, Houston saw her
heavily gloved hands go to her face
in sudden pain and remain there.
The man went to her side, and
grasping her by the shoulder. stop
ped her. Then, without explanation,
he brought forth a heavy bandanna
handkerchief and tied it about her
features. as high as possible without
shutting off the sight. Her eyes
thanked him. They went on.
"A mile more"
She said no more. He nodded in
answer and extended a hand to aid
her owe a slippery stretch of ice
coated granite. The snowfall ceased.
to give way to spasmodic furries OF
driving white. And it was in one of
the moments of quiet that Medaine
pointed above.
Five splotches showed on the
mountain side-the roofs of as many
cabins; the rest of them were buried
in snow. No smoke came from the
slanting chimneys; no n were
shcveled to the doorways.
"Gone." Houston voiced the mon
osyllable.
Yes. Probably to Crestline. It's
toe late to turn back now
She looked at him queerly. then
turned away. AT last they reached
the cabins. There was no wood; he
tore the clapboards from a nearby
cabin and the a paper from the
wind-swept roof. Five minutes later
q fire was booming; a girl tired, bent