ame an interval when all was blank。 He knew not whether it was one of minutes or hours； but after it he had a clearer mind。 He slept； awakened during night…time； and slept again。 When he again unclosed his eyes the room was sunny； and cool with a fragrant breeze that blew through the open door。 Dick felt better； but he had no particular desire to move or talk or eat。 He had； however； a burning thirst。 Mrs。 Belding visited him often； her husband came in several times； and once Nell slipped in noiselessly。 Even this last event aroused no interest in Dick。
On the next day he was very much improved。
〃We've been afraid of blood poisoning；〃 said Belding。 〃But my wife thinks the danger's past。 You'll have to rest that arm for a while。〃
Ladd and Jim came peeping in at the door。
〃Come in； boys。 He can have companythe more the betterif it'll keep him content。 He mustn't move； that's all。〃
The cowboys entered； slow； easy； cool； kind…voiced。
〃Shore it's tough；〃 said Ladd； after he had greeted Dick。 〃You look used up。〃
Jim Lash wagged his half…bald； sunburned head； 〃Musta been more'n tough for Rojas。〃
〃Gale； Laddy tells me one of our neighbors； fellow named Carter； is going to Casita；〃 put in Belding。 〃Here's a chance to get word to your friend the soldier。〃
〃Oh； that will be fine！〃 exclaimed Dick。 〃I declare I'd forgotten Thorne。。。。How is Miss Castaneda？ I hope〃
〃She's all right； Gale。 Been up and around the patio for two days。 Like all the Spanishthe real thingshe's made of Damascus steel。 We've been getting acquainted。 She and Nell made friends at once。 I'll call them in。〃
He closed the door leading out into the yard； explaining that he did not want to take chances of Mercedes's presence becoming known to neighbors。 Then he went to the patio and called。
Both girls came in； Mercedes leading。 Like Nell； she wore white； and she had a red rose in her hand。 Dick would scarcely have recognized anything about her except her eyes and the way she carried her little head； and her beauty burst upon him strange and anew。 She was swift； impulsive in her movements to reach his side。
〃Senor； I am so sorry you were illso happy you are better。〃
Dick greeted her； offering his left hand； gravely apologizing for the fact that； owing to a late infirmity； he could not offer the right。 Her smile exquisitely combined sympathy； gratitude； admiration。 Then Dick spoke to Nell； likewise offering his hand； which she took shyly。 Her reply was a murmured； unintelligible one； but her eyes were glad； and the tine in her cheeks threatened to rival the hue of the rose she carried。
Everybody chatted then； except Nell； who had apparently lost her voice。 Presently Dick remembered to speak of the matter of getting news to Thorne。
〃Senor； may I write to him？ Will some one take a letter？。。。I shall hear from him！〃 she said； and her white hands emphasized her words。
〃Assuredly。 I guess poor Thorne is almost crazy。 I'll write to him。。。。No； I can't with this crippled hand。〃
〃That'll be all right； Gale；〃 said Belding。 〃Nell will write for you。 She writes all my letters。〃
So Belding arranged it； and Mercedes flew away to her room to write； while Nell fetched pen and paper and seated herself beside Gale's bed to take his dictation。
What with watching Nell and trying to catch her glance； and listening to Belding's talk with the cowboys； Dick was hard put to it to dictate any kind of a creditable letter。 Nell met his gaze once； then no more。 The color came and went in her cheeks； and sometimes； when he told her to write so and so； there was a demure smile on her lips。 She was laughing at him。 And Belding was talking over the risks involved in a trip to Casita。
〃Shore I'll ride in with the letters；〃 Ladd said。
〃No you won't；〃 replied Belding。 〃That bandit outfit will be laying for you。〃
〃Well； I reckon if they was I wouldn't be oncommon grieved。〃
〃I'll tell you； boys； I'll ride in myself with Carter。 There's business I can see to； and I'm curious to know what the rebels are doing。 Laddy； keep one eye open while I'm gone。 See the horses are locked up。。。。Gale； I'm going to Casita myself。 Ought to get back tomorrow some time。 I'll be ready to start in an hour。 Have your letter ready。 And sayif you want to write home it's a chance。 Sometimes we don't go to the P。 O。 in a month。
He tramped out； followed by the tall cowboys； and then Dick was enabled to bring his letter to a close。 Mercedes came back； and her eyes were shining。 Dick imagined a letter received from her would be something of an event for a fellow。 Then； remembering Belding's suggestion； he decided to profit by it。
〃May I trouble you to write antoher for me？〃 asked Dick； as he received the letter from Nell。
〃It's no trouble； I'm sureI'd be pleased；〃 she replied。
That was altogether a wonderful speech of hers； Dick thought； because the words were the first coherent ones she had spoken to him。
〃May I stay？〃 asked Mercedes； smiling。
〃By all means；〃 he answered； and then he settled back and began。
Presently Gale paused； partly because of genuine emotion； and stole a look from under his hand at Nell。 She wrote swiftly； and her downcast face seemed to be softer in its expression of sweetness。 If she had in the very least been drawn to him But that was absurdimpossible！
When Dick finished dictating； his eyes were upon Mercedes； who sat smiling curious and sympathetic。 How responsive she was！ He heard the hasty scratch of Nell's pen。 He looked at Nell。 Presently she rose； holding out his letter。 He was just in time to see a wave of red recede from her face。 She gave him one swift gaze； unconscious； searching； then averted it and turned away。 She left the room with Mercedes before he could express his thanks。
But that strange； speaking flash of eyes remained to haunt and torment Gale。 It was indescribably sweet； and provocative of thoughts that he believed were wild without warrant。 Something within him danced for very joy； and the next instant he was conscious of wistful doubt； a gravity that he could not understand。 It dawned upon him that for the brief instant when Nell had met his gaze she had lost her shyness。 It was a woman's questioning eyes that had pierced through him。
During the rest of the day Gale was content to lie still on his bed thinking and dreaming； dozing at intervals； and watching the lights change upon the mountain peaks； feeling the warm； fragrant desert wind that blew in upon him。 He seemed to have lost the faculty of estimating time。 A long while； strong in its effect upon him； appeared to have passed since he had met Thorne。 He accepted things as he felt them； and repudiated his intelligence。 His old inquisitive habit of mind returned。 did he love Nell？ Was he only attracted for the moment？ What was the use of worrying about her or himself？ He refused to answer； and deliberately gave himself up to dreams of her sweet face and of that last dark…blue glance。
Next day he believed he was well enough to leave his room； but Mrs。 Belding would not permit him to do so。 She was kind； soft…handed； motherly； and she was always coming in to minister to his comfort。 This attention was sincere； not in the least forced； yet Gale felt that the friendliness so manifest in the others of the household did not extend to her。 He was conscious of something that a little thought persuaded him was antagonism。 It surprised and hurt him。 He had never been much of a success with girls and young married women； but their mothers and old people had generally been fond of him。 Still； though Mrs。 Belding's hair was snow…white； she did not impress him as being old。 He reflected that there might come a time when it would be desirable； far beyond any ground of every…day friendly kindliness； to have Mrs。 Belding be well disposed toward him。 So he thought about her； and pondered how to make her like him。 It did not take very long for Dick to discover that he liked her。 Her face； except when she smiled； was thoughtful and sad。 It was a face to make one serious。 Like a haunting shadow； like a phantom of happier years； the sweetness of Nell's face was there； and infinitely more of beauty than had been transmitted to the daughter。 Dick believed Mrs。 Belding's friendship and motherly love were worth striving to win； entirely aside from any more selfish motive。 He decided both would be hard to get。 Often he felt her deep； penetrating gaze upon him； and； though this in no wise embarrassed himfor he had no shameful secrets of past or presentit showed him how useless it would be to try to conceal anything from her。 Naturally； on first impulse； he wanted to hide his interest in the daughter； but he resolved to be absolutely frank and true； and through that win or lose。 Moreover； if Mrs。 Belding asked him any questions about his home； his family； his connections； he would not avoid direct and truthful answers。
Toward evening Gale heard the tramp of horses and Belding's hearty voice。 Presently the rancher strode in upon Gale； shaking the gray dust from his broad shoulders and waving a letter。
〃Hello； Dick！ Good news and bad！〃 he said； putting the letter in Dick's hand。 〃Had no trouble