It was Bugle, and after him came Mrs.
Murray on the pony.
"Oh, Ranald!" she panted, "thank God you are safe.

I was afraid you--you--" Her voice broke in sobs.

Her hood had fallen back from her white face, and her eyes were shining like two stars.

She laid her hand on Ranald's arm, and her voice grew steady as she said: "Thank God, my boy, and thank you with all my heart.

You risked your life for mine.