Let me thank you for your great kindness." "Senorita, to be of service to you is my good fortune.

If it were necessary, my life for your life, and I would die happy." She had given him her hand with her little speech of thanks, and he raised it to his lips.

It was an act of homage that he might have offered to a saint, but in it Lopez unconsciously revealed to Antonia the secret love in his heart.

For he stood in the glow of light from the open door, and his handsome face showed, as in a glass darkly, the tenderness and hopelessness of his great affection.

She was touched by the discovery, and though she had a nature faithful as sunrising she could not help a feeling of kindly interest in a lover so reticent, so watchful, so forgetful of himself.
The log cabin in which they found shelter was at least a resting-place.
A fire of cedar logs burned upon the hearth, and there was a bed in the room, and a few rude chairs covered with raw hide.