Perhaps it was imagination that made him think there was a slight tremble in her voice when she said: "This--is the place ?" "Yes.

It should be just above the timber.

I believe I can see the upper break of the little box canyon Keller told me about." She rode without speaking until they entered the timber.

They were just in time.

As he lifted her down from her horse the clouds opened, and the rain fell in a deluge.