I never thought I should do it again.

And now, good-by!" She moved quickly to the door.
"Wait," he cried plaintively.

"Please wait.

I want to know your name.
It is Marette--" "Radisson," she finished for him.

"Marette Radisson, and I come from away off there, from a place we call the Valley of Silent Men." She was pointing into the north.
"The North!" he exclaimed.
"Yes, it is far north.