et smile lighting up his hard face, "I could not have done it had you
ever lost your nerve."

"I had no fear after I saw your face," said the girl simply. "I knew you
could do it."

"Ah, and how did you know that?" His gray-brown eyes searched her face
more keenly.

"I cannot tell. I just knew."

"Let me introduce my friend, Dr. Martin," said Cameron as the doctor
came up.

"I--too--want to thank you--Mr. Raven," said the doctor, seizing him
with both hands. "I never can--we never can forget it--or repay you."

"Oh," said Raven, with a careless laugh, "what else could I do? After
all it was Night Hawk did the trick." He lifted his hat again to Moira,
bowed with a beautiful grace, threw himself on his horse and stood till
the two men, after carefully examining the harness and securing the
reins, had climbed to their places on the wagon seat.

Then he trotted on before toward the Stopping Place, where the
minister's wife and indeed the whole company of villagers awaited them.

"Oh, isn't he wonderful!" cried Moira, with her eyes upon the rider in
front of them. "And he did it so easily." But the men sat silent. "Who
is he, Allan? You know him."

"Yes--he is--he is a chap I met when I was on the Force."

"A Policeman?"

"No, no," replied her brother hastily.

"What then? Does he live here?"

"He lives somewhere south. Don't know exactly where he lives."

"What is he? A rancher?"

"A rancher? Ah--yes, yes, he is a rancher I fancy. Don't know very well.
That is--I have seen little of him--in fact--only a couple of times--or
so."

"He seems to know you, Allan," said his sister a little reproachfully.
"Anyway," she continued with a deep breath, "he is just splendid." Dr.
Martin glanced at her face glowing with enthusiasm and was shamefully
conscious of a jealous pang at his heart. "He is just splendid,"
continued Moira, with growing enthusiasm, "and I mean to know more of
him."

"What?" said her brother sharply, as if waking from a dream. "Nonsense,
Moira! You do not know what you are talking about. You must not speak
like that."

"And why, pray?" asked his sister in surprise.

"Oh, never mind just now, Moira. In this country we don't take up with
strangers."

"Strangers?" echoed the girl, pain mingling with her surprise. "And yet
he saved my life!"

"Yes, thank God, he saved your life," cried her brother, "and we shall
never cease to be grateful to him, but--but--oh, drop it just now
please, Moir