THE CANYON FLOWERS The Pilot's first visit to Gwen had been a triumph.

But none knew better than he that the fight was still to come, for deep in Gwen's heart were thoughts whose pain made her forget all other.
"Was it God let me fall ?" she asked abruptly one day, and The Pilot knew the fight was on; but he only answered, looking fearlessly into her eyes: "Yes, Gwen dear." "Why did He let me fall ?" and her voice was very deliberate.
"I don't know, Gwen dear," said The Pilot steadily.

"He knows." "And does He know I shall never ride again?
Does He know how long the days are, and the nights when I can't sleep?
Does He know ?" "Yes, Gwen dear," said The Pilot, and the tears were standing in his eyes, though his voice was still steady enough.
"Are you sure He knows ?" The voice was painfully intense.
"Listen to me, Gwen," began The Pilot, in great distress, but she cut him short.
"Are you quite sure He knows?
Answer me!" she cried, with her old imperiousness.
"Yes, Gwen, He knows all about you." "Then what do you think of Him, just because He's big and strong, treating a little girl that way ?" Then she added, viciously: "I hate Him! I don't care! I hate Him!" But The Pilot did not wince.

I wondered how he would solve that problem that was puzzling, not only Gwen, but her father and The Duke, and all of us--the WHY of human pain.
"Gwen," said The Pilot, as if changing the subject, "did it hurt to put on the plaster jacket ?" "You just bet!" said Gwen, lapsing in her English, as The Duke was not present; "it was worse than anything--awful! They had to straighten me out, you know," and she shuddered at the memory of that pain.
"What a pity your father or The Duke was not here!" said The Pilot, earnestly.
"Why, they were both here!" "What a cruel shame!" burst out The Pilot.

"Don't they care for you any more ?" "Of course they do," said Gwen, indignantly.
"Why didn't they stop the doctors from hurting you so cruelly ?" "Why, they let the doctors.