r it? Ah tells you-all she ain't no fule. She kin see straight,
an' she knows Tom Latimer ain't in her class."

Thus trying to plan for Jeb's peace and happiness, the two found they
had reached the Rainbow Cliffs. Tom and Mr. Brewster were looking over
the beautiful shining walls, and Tom sighed:

"You wouldn't have to waste one regret on Polly's loss of the gold mine,
if you would but consent to let us sell a bit of these walls."

"_Ah'm_ not worryin' over her loss of gold, Tom; it's glad Ah am that it
turned out so. Now she won't coax to go away to some big school where Ah
can't see her for six months."

Tom Latimer turned about in the saddle and sent Sam Brewster a keen
look and thought: "_So that_ is why he won't consent to these stones
being mined and sold!"

Then the four men rode up the wide trail that ran from the Cliffs to the
house where they found a group of girls and women eagerly awaiting them.
Polly ran down the road and caught hold of her brother's stirrup in her
impatience to welcome him. John laughed and jumped from his horse, then
gave his sister the kiss and hug she expected.

Anne Stewart stood on the porch watching this little by-play, and when
the brother and sister slowly walked along, arm linked in arm, she
smiled and sighed, then turned to greet Tom Latimer. But she did not see
Mrs. Brewster's watchful eye quickly turn away from her when _she_
turned from watching John.

As Tom Latimer was known to the Maynard girls and Anne, having met them
at the College Prom the past year, he was warmly welcomed by them as
well as by the Brewsters. Barbara felt an especial interest in him, as
he was "one of her set" in society, and he had been invited to her home
when her brother entertained a few of his college friends.

Polly now brought her brother up and introduced him to Eleanor and
Barbara, but Anne was not there.

"Wh-y--where did Anne go? She was here this minute?" cried Polly,
looking around in amazement.

Mrs. Brewster had seen Anne steal away and she understood the reason.
Now she quickly diverted attention by saying: "Of course you boys have
heard about the awful land-slide?"

As it was so recent an event, it instantly absorbed all. Then Mr.
Brewster told about the plans to ride up the Trail on the morrow and
ascertain just how much damage had been done. John seemed to be as
excited a talker as any one, but his mother saw him send many a
searching glance around for some one he had not