But you are up! wherefore ?" "I proceed on my journey, and wakened you to ask advice and direction, and request your company, if it be that we take the same route." "Jesu Maria! One might think the man had choice! Why, turn your horse's head, and rest for naught but grass and water." The Mexican had risen, and in adjusting his blanket, a sudden gust of wind lifted his hat, and it fell to the ground at his feet; he clutched at it convulsively, but it was too late.

Dr.Bryant started back in astonishment: "Inez!" The head sunk on her bosom, and the hair which had been confined at the back of her head, fell in luxuriant masses to her waist.
"Fearless, yet unfortunate girl! what has led you to this freak ?" A singular group they presented, standing on the broad and seemingly boundless prairie--the March wind moaning through the old oaks, and rustling the brown grass.

The moon shone full upon them; Dr.Bryant, with his large cloak wrapped closely about him, and the black cap drawn over his brow--surprise, reproach, pity, and chagrin strangely blended in his gaze.

One arm was folded over the broad chest, the other hung by his side.

Inez stood just before him, her beautiful head bent so that the black locks well-nigh concealed her features.