Here opened the black mysterious eye of a kiva. The
_expression_ on Phils face made Janey want to shout with glee. Part of her protruded
andyoung Durland saw it.
Randolph, you told me you were not
married.
She found the edgeof a wall buried in
debris.
She approached and hiding behind a largerock,
peeped out at him.
He concluded that she had passed him and gone on
out of sight. Thats what I said, returned the young man, testily.
Youve never been away from this raw crude
Arizona,replied Mrs.
When we got here I was moredead than
alive.
He had assumed a most ferocious aspect;and Janey,
after a second glance, thought it was genuine.
Youll have to marry me, at least, to make this
stunt ofyours halfway decent. But I was thinking of thecowboys and the Bennets after
the Durlands go.
Themoment was somehow rich, sweet, beautiful, far
reaching and inscrutable. Here we are in a godforsaken hole a hundred and ninety
miles froma railroad. This time, her nerve and caution, and lightness of
foot,balanced the audacity of yesterday. We are looking for Miss Janey Endicott and
her party, interrupted Bert,with importance.
Oh, dear, I hope he isnt a desperado, replied Mrs.
No appreciation of art or love of thebeautiful!
Presently Janey made out the secondrider to be a
woman.