When they reached Tete Jaune he came to me.

And I promised to go with him, Ladygray--back to the Valley of Gold.

He calls it that; but I--I think of it as The Valley of Silent Men.

It is not the gold, but the cavern with the soft white floor that is calling us." In her saddle Joanne had straightened.

Her head was thrown back, her lips were parted, and her eyes shone as the eyes of a Joan of Arc must have shone when she stood that day before the Hosts.
"And this man, the half-breed, has sold himself--for a woman ?" she said, looking straight ahead at the bent shoulders of old MacDonald.
"Yes, for a woman.