It touched her deeply, yet she could not understand.

She had not measured the depth of Western friendship.
"Have you--seen Glenn ?" queried Flo, breathlessly.
"Oh no, indeed not," replied Carley, slowly gaining composure.

The nervous agitation of these women had stilled her own.

"I just rode up the trail.

Where is he ?" "He was here--a moment ago," panted Flo.