ou sweet sorceress?" he asked, gazing tenderly
into her face.

"I think it must have been some higher influence than mine," she
replied, with sweet gravity, "for I was also under the spell. I supposed
you many miles away, yet, as I sang to-night, it seemed as though you
were close to me, as though if I turned I should see you--just as I
did," she concluded, with a radiant smile. "But how did you find me?"

"How does the night-bird find its mate?" he queried, in low, vibrant
tones; then, as her color deepened, he continued, with passionate
earnestness,--

"I was here, where we are now, my very soul crying out for you, when I
heard your song. It thrilled me; I felt as though waking from a dream,
but I knew my love was near. Down through the years I heard her soul
calling mine; following that call, I found my love, and listening, heard
the very words which my own heart had been repeating over and over to
itself, alone and in the darkness."

Almost unconsciously they had stopped at a turn in the path. Darrell
paused a moment, for tears were trembling on the golden lashes. Drawing
her closer, he whispered,--

"Kathie, do you remember our parting on the 'Divide'?"

"Do you think I ever could forget?" she asked.

"You predicted we would one day stand reunited on the heights of such
love as we had not dreamed of then. I asked you when that day would be;
do you remember your answer?"

"I do."

He continued, in impassioned tones: "Are not the conditions fulfilled,
sweetheart? My love for you then was as a dream, a myth, compared with
that I bring you to-day, and looking in your eyes I need no words to
tell me that your love has broadened and deepened with the years.
Kathie, is not this 'the time appointed'?"

"It must be," she replied; "there could be none other like this!"

Holding her head against his breast and raising her face to his, he
said, "You gave me your heart that day, Kathie, to hold in trust. I have
been faithful to that trust through all these years; do you give it me
now for my very own?"

"Yes," she answered, slowly, with sweet solemnity; "to have and to hold,
forever!"

He sealed the promise with a long, rapturous kiss; but what followed,
the broken, disjointed phrases, the mutual pledges, the tokens of love
given and received, are all among the secrets which the mountains never
told.

As they retraced their steps towards the hotel, Darrell said, "We have
waited long, sweetheart."

"Yes, but