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again some day-some variation Of the scene at the dance?" Anne ip- quircd
 "Oh, I don't know-I shan't take any unnecessary chances of 1 course" Glenn stood drumming ais kuuckles abstractedly against the window pane. staring off towards the distant peaks beginning now to lit their heads above the thick gray mist which was succeeding the first downpour of rain.
 Anne suesscI that he had forgot ten her everything but his cher ished dream that was materializing rapidly.
 Suddenly her schemes for bring inG him low. Tor avcnging his first tancied insult seemed mean and in- describably petty Her own enter prise - acquiring q rich husband turned suddenly sordid and tears stung very close to her lashes. Her companion reused sharply from his revery, lifting his head and looked down at her searchingly. A curious change came over his face. His eyes narrowed. He had not noted Anne's cmotion her misty eyes were averted. He could sec only her dropping shoulders. her head inclined a little towards the window pane-Wearly-; her whole attitude that Of unutterable bore dom caught off guard, He crosse ] abruptly over to the fireplace and stood staring down into the flames, d mocking. sclf-derisiye smile curV- ing his lips.
 Of course, he could not expect her to understand or to care about this dream of his. She was Of an other world; almost of another spa- cies-a brilliant. exotic world where such drab realities as work anl struggle never lntruded. But why had she preteuded to be interested? Why had she encouraged him 10 make fool Of himself? Again ho saw her as he had the first day they met-an unscrupulous flirt, bent on forcing her little due of tribute even from him-her feigned interest and attention the oft-tried trick of the professional coquette. What he did not perhaps understand, was why this knowledge should stir n him such black depths of unreasoa- ing anger.
 "The rain is almost ovcr,' he ob- served after time, drawing OH his watch. I'm afraid if you ara to reach the Lodge before dark" His tone was punctiliously courte- ous, but the change in it. the unco1- l scious note of irony, made Anne turn quickly with unaffected su:- prise.
 "Yes, of course. 1 must be going" she assented at CnCc, glanCing across at him in puzzled, almost 1 shy bewildcrment. She guessed that something had happened 10 alter tho whole Of their friendly good comradcship. It was almost as if he had dNined, somehow. the unworthy purpose that had been III her mind when she started out 10 1 find the cabin.
 "Why. there's Shcb." she said as she pressed her face closer 10 the window pane, "coming right out of the mountain there.' She looked in quiringly at her companion.
 Glenn glanced indifferently at the window "Oh. that's an old mining 1 shaft. a relic of the Forty-Niners no i doubt, which comes out near the dam. Sheb and I use it for q little j private subway. So far as I know, i nobdy is aware of it's existence but 1 the two of us-and you" Glenn lifted her ccat. warm and dry from q chair in front of the fire. and held it out for her, She | slipped into it and donned her hat i and gloves.
 I'm afraid" she laughed, i've 1 been a great nuisance-intruding , on this mans paradise Of yours" ! Her tone was lightly ironic. but her mouth trcmbled a little suspicious ly.
 "Oh, not at all" The words were faultlcssly polite, but they . carried no conviction. Glenn shook 1 himself down into his great coat, took his hat from it's peg. and threw open the door. "I will go ahead,' h. added briefly, "the footing may not be any too safe"
 Anne followed G!cnn into the  { chill dusk. He led the way along ] in" familiar trail towards the Lodge. The rain was over as sud- denly as it had begun and q stiff wind from the peaks had swept the 1 last moist wisp off the valleys.
 For almost an hour they tramped along in silence broken only by his . regularly timed inquiries as 10 ho" she was coming. Each time she an sWcrcd "all right" though it became Increasingly difficult to keep her
 footing on the slippery and trcacn- prous trall and Il strain on her
 physical pow,rs 10 maintain q req
 sonable distance between them. Anne began to think as they tludgcd along that her pacemak"r
 was some god Of the mountains, with winged feet.
 As Glenn rounded curve ahead
 or her she sank down beside the
 trail, thinking to snatch a moment g
 rest and then catch up again. She