Yuba Bill had discharged his passengers for Indian Spring and driven away.

Miss Nellie was in the settlement, but where?
As time passed he became more desperate and bolder.

He walked recklessly up and down the main street, glancing in at the open doors of shops, and even in the windows of private dwellings.

It might have seemed a poor compliment to Miss Nellie, but it was an evidence of his complete preoccupation, when the sight of a female face at a window, even though it was plain or perhaps painted, caused his heart to bound, or the glancing of a skirt in the distance quickened his feet and his pulses.

Had Jack contented himself with remaining at Excelsior he might have vaguely regretted, but as soon become as vaguely accustomed to, Miss Nellie's absence.