"God has not forgotten you; our prayers will be heard." John made no answer.

He arose, took his gun and went out among the hills.
"When he talks of them," Blanche thought, "he always goes to the hills.
God grant he does not die of despair, for then I would be all alone on this island of desolation." Tears gathered in her eyes and, falling on her knees, she breathed a fervent prayer..