"I'm sorry he led you to expect somebody worth seeing." "But I'm not disappointed," she returned, archly.

"Duane, are you going to stay long here in camp ?" "Yes, till I run out of money and have to move.

Why ?" Mrs.Bland's face underwent one of the singular changes.

The smiles and flushes and glances, all that had been coquettish about her, had lent her a certain attractiveness, almost beauty and youth.

But with some powerful emotion she changed and instantly became a woman of discontent, Duane imagined, of deep, violent nature.
"I'll tell you, Duane," she said, earnestly, "I'm sure glad if you mean to bide here awhile.