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traits and the reputation that had preceded him。  But she could not
utter it。

〃No〃 she replied。

〃It's hard to call a woman a liar;〃 he returned; bitterly。  But you
must beseein' you're a Jorth。

〃Liar!  Not to y'u; Jean Isbel;〃 she retorted。  〃I'd not lie to y'u
to save my life。〃

He studied her with keen; sober; moody intent。  The dark fire of his
eyes thrilled her。

〃If that's true; I'm glad;〃 he said。

〃Shore it's true。  I've no idea why y'u came heah。〃

Ellen did have a dawning idea that she could not force into oblivion。
But if she ever admitted it to her consciousness; she must fail in the
contempt and scorn and fearlessness she chose to throw in this man's face。

〃Does old Sprague live here?〃 asked Isbel。

〃Yes。  I expect him back soon。 。 。 。 Did y'u come to see him? 〃

〃No。 。 。 。 Did Sprague tell you anythin' about the row he saw me in?〃

〃Hedid not;〃 replied Ellen; lying with stiff lips。  She who had sworn
she could not lie!  She felt the hot blood leaving her heart; mounting
in a wave。  All her conscious will seemed impelled to deceive。  What had
she to hide from Jean Isbel?  And a still; small voice replied that she
had to hide the Ellen Jorth who had waited for him that day; who had
spied upon him; who had treasured a gift she could not destroy; who
had hugged to her miserable heart the fact that he had fought for
her name。

〃I'm glad of that;〃 Isbel was saying; thoughtfully。

〃Did you come heah to see me?〃 interrupted Ellen。  She felt that she
could not endure this reiterated suggestion of fineness; of consideration
in him。  She would betray herselfbetray what she did not even realize
herself。  She must force other footingand that should be the one of
strife between the Jorths and Isbels。

〃Nohonest; I didn't; Miss Ellen;〃 he rejoined; humbly。  〃I'll tell
you; presently; why I came。  But it wasn't to see you。 。 。 。 I don't
deny I wanted 。 。 。 but that's no matter。  You didn't meet me that
day on the Rim。〃

〃Meet y'u!〃 she echoed; coldly。   〃Shore y'u never expected me?〃

〃Somehow I did;〃 he replied; with those penetrating eyes on her。
〃I put somethin' in your tent that day。  Did you find it?〃

〃Yes;〃 she replied; with the same casual coldness。

〃What did you do with it?〃

〃I kicked it out; of course;〃 she replied。

She saw him flinch。

〃And you never opened it?〃

〃Certainly not;〃 she retorted; as if forced。  〃Doon't y'u know anythin'
aboutabout people? 。 。 。 Shore even if y'u are an Isbel y'u never
were born in Texas。〃

〃Thank God I wasn't!〃 he replied。  〃I was born in a beautiful country
of green meadows and deep forests and white rivers; not in a barren
desert where men live dry and hard as the cactus。  Where I come from
men don't live on hate。  They can forgive。〃

〃Forgive! 。 。 。 Could y'u forgive a Jorth?〃

〃Yes; I could。〃

〃Shore that's easy to saywith the wrongs all on your side;〃
she declared; bitterly。

〃Ellen Jorth; the first wrong was on your; side;〃 retorted Jean;
his voice fall。  〃Your father stole my father's sweetheartby lies;
by slander; by dishonor; by makin' terrible love to her in his absence。〃

〃It's a lie;〃 cried Ellen; passionately。

〃It is not;〃 he declared; solemnly。

〃Jean Isbel; I say y'u lie!〃

〃No!  I say you've been lied to;〃 he thundered。

The tremendous force of his spirit seemed to fling truth at Ellen。
It weakened her。

〃Butmother loved dadbest。〃

〃Yes; afterward。  No wonder; poor woman! 。 。 。 But it was the action
of your father and your mother that ruined all these lives。  You've
got to know the truth; Ellen Jorth。 。 。 。 All the years of hate have
borne their fruit。  God Almighty can never save us now。  Blood must
be spilled。  The Jorths and the Isbels can't live on the same earth。
 。 。 And you've got to know the truth because the worst of this hell
falls on you and me。〃

The hate that he spoke of alone upheld her。

〃Never; Jean Isbel! 〃 she cried。  〃I'll never know truth from y'u。
。 。 。 I'll never share anythin' with y'unot even hell。〃

Isbel dismounted and stood before her; still holding his bridle reins。
The bay horse champed his bit and tossed his head。

〃Why do you hate me so?〃 he asked。  〃I just happen to be my father's son。
I never harmed you or any of your people。  I met you 。 。 。 fell in love
with you in a flashthough I never knew it till after。 。 。 。 Why do
you hate me so terribly?〃

Ellen felt a heavy; stifling pressure within her breast。  〃Y'u're an
Isbel。 。 。 。 Doon't speak of love to me。〃

〃I didn't intend to。  But youryour hate seems unnatural。  And we'll
probably never meet again。 。 。 。 I can't help it。  I love you。  Love at
first sight!  Jean Isbel and Ellen Jorth!  Strange; isn't it? 。 。 。 
It was all so strange。  My meetin' you so lonely and unhappy; my seein'
you so sweet and beautiful; my thinkin' you so good in spite of〃

〃Shore it was strange;〃 interrupted Ellen; with scornful laugh。
She had found her defense。  In hurting him she could hide her own hurt。
〃Thinking me so good in spite of  Ha…ha!  And I said I'd been
kissed before!〃

〃Yes; in spite of everything;〃 he said。

Ellen could not look at him as he loomed over her。  She felt a wild
tumult in her heart。  All that crowded to her lips for utterance
was false。

〃Yeskissed before I met youand since;〃 she said; mockingly。
〃And I laugh at what y'u call love; Jean Isbel。〃

〃Laugh if you wantbut believe it was sweet; honorablethe best in me;〃
he replied; in deep earnestness。

〃Bah!〃 cried Ellen; with all the force of her pain and shame and hate。

〃By Heaven; you must be different from what I thought!〃 exclaimed Isbel;
huskily。

〃Shore if I wasn't; I'd make myself。 。 。 。 Now; Mister Jean Isbel;
get on your horse an' go!〃

Something of composure came to Ellen with these words of dismissal;
and she glanced up at him with half…veiled eyes。  His changed aspect
prepared her for some blow。

〃That's a pretty black horse。〃

〃Yes;〃 replied Ellen; blankly。

〃Do you like him?〃

〃II love him。 〃

〃All right; I'll give him to you then。  He'll have less work and kinder
treatment than if I used him。  I've got some pretty hard rides ahead
of me。〃

〃Y'uy'u give〃 whispered Ellen; slowly stiffening。  〃Yes。  He's mine;〃
replied Isbel。  With that he turned to whistle。  Spades threw up his head;
snorted; and started forward at a trot。  He came faster the closer he got;
and if ever Ellen saw the joy of a horse at sight of a beloved master she
saw it then。  Isbel laid a hand on the animal's neck and caressed him;
then; turning back to Ellen; he went on speaking: 〃I picked him from a
lot of fine horses of my father's。  We got along well。  My sister Ann
rode him a good deal。 。 。 。 He was stolen from our pasture day before
yesterday。  I took his trail and tracked him up here。  Never lost his
trail till I got to your ranch; where I had to circle till I picked it
up again。〃

〃Stolenpasturetracked him up heah?〃 echoed Ellen; without any
evidence of emotion whatever。  Indeed; she seemed to have been
turned to stone。

〃Trackin' him。 was easy。  I wish for your sake it 'd been impossible;〃
he said; bluntly。

〃For my sake?〃 she echoed; in precisely the same tone;

Manifestly that tone irritated Isbel beyond control。  He misunderstood
it。  With a hand far from gentle he pushed her bent head back so he
could look into her face。

〃Yes; for your sake!〃 he declared; harshly。  〃Haven't you sense
enough to see that? 。 。 。 What kind of a game do you think you 
can play with me?〃

〃Game I 。 。 。 Game of what? 〃 she asked。

〃Why; aa game of ignoranceinnocenceany old game to fool a man
who's tryin' to be decent。〃

This time Ellen mutely looked her dull; blank questioning。  And it
inflamed Isbel。

〃You know your father's a horse thief!〃 he thundered。

Outwardly Ellen remained the same。  She had been prepared for an
unknown and a terrible blow。  It had fallen。  And her face; her body;
her hands; locked with the supreme fortitude of pride and sustained
by hate; gave no betrayal of the crashing; thundering ruin within her
mind and soul。  Motionless she leaned there; meeting the piercing fire
of Isbel's eyes; seeing in them a righteous and terrible scorn。  In 

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