ces Mackenzie. She is your daughter, returned, after all these
years, to love and be loved."

The mother gave a little throat cry, steadied herself, and fell into the
arms of her daughter. "Oh, my baby! My baby! Found at last."

Quietly Bucky slipped away to the stables with the ponies. As quietly
Alice disappeared into the house. This was sacred ground, and not even
their feet should rest on it just now.

When Bucky returned to the house, he found his sweetheart sitting
between her father and mother, each of whom was holding one of her
hands. Henderson had retired to clean himself up. Happy tears were
coursing down the cheeks of the mother, and Webb found it necessary to
blow his nose frequently. He jumped up at sight of the ranger.

"Young man, you're to blame for this. You've found my friend and you've
found my daughter. Brought them both back to us on the same day. What do
you want? Name it, and it's yours, if I can give it."

Bucky looked at Frances with a smile in his eyes. He knew very well what
he wanted, but he was under bonds not to name it yet.

"I'll set you up in the cattle business, sir. I'll buy you sheep, if
you prefer. I'll get you an interest in a mine. Put a name to what you
want."

"I'm no robber. You paid the expenses of my trip. That's all I want
right now."

"It's not all you'll get. Do you think I'm a cheap piker? No, sir.
You've got to let me grub-stake you." Mackenzie thumped a clinched fist
down on the table.

"All right, seh. You're the doctor. Give me an interest in that map and
I'll prospect the mine this summer, if I can locate it."

"Good enough, and I'll finance the proposition. You and Dave can
take half-shares in the property. In the meantime, are you open to an
engagement?"

"Depends what it is," replied Bucky cautiously.

"My foreman's quit on me. Gone into business for himself. I'm looking
for a good man. Will you be my major-domo?"

Bucky's heart leaped. He had been thinking of how he must report almost
immediately to HurryUp Millikan, of the rangers. Now, he could resign
from that body and stay near his love. Certainly things were coming his
way.

"I'd like to try it, seh," he answered. "I may not make good, but I sure
would like to have a chance at it."

"Make good! Of course you'll make good. You're the best man in Arizona,
sir," cried Webb extravagantly. He wheeled on his new-found daughter.
"Don't you think so, Frankie?"

Frances blushed, but answered brav