Off in the hills day after day she had worn this costume in those active scenes he had not witnessed.

Now she was merely coy.

He followed her out on the hillside with only a little trouble from the spurs--indeed he fell but once as he approached her--and the little drama of the lovers, at last united, was touchingly shown.
In the background, as they stood entwined, the poor demented old mother was seen.

With mop and bucket she was cleansing the side of a cliff, but there was a happier look on the worn old face.
"Glance around and see her," railed Baird.

"Then explain to the girl that you will always protect your mother, no matter what happens.