Then there will be no melodramatic abductions in the shadow of White Divide," she laughed triumphantly, "and I shall escape a most horrible fate!" She went, still laughing, down to where her horse was waiting.
I followed--rather, I kept pace with her.

"All the same, I dare you to ride out alone from King's Highway again," I defied.

"For, if you do, and I find you--" "Good-by, Mr.Carleton.

You'd be splendid in vaudeville," she mocked from her saddle, where she had got with all the ease of a cowboy, without any help from me.

"Black velvet mask and gadzooks, madam--I must certainly tell Edith.