I'm young--I'm alive--I'm so full--oh! I'm a woman!" "Bess, I believe I can claim credit of that last discovery--before you," Venters said, and laughed.
"Oh, there's more--there's something I must tell you." "Tell it, then." "When will you go to Cottonwoods ?" "As soon as the storms are past, or the worst of them." "I'll tell you before you go.

I can't now.

I don't know how I shall then.

But it must be told.

I'd never let you leave me without knowing.
For in spite of what you say there's a chance you mightn't come back." Day after day the west wind blew across the valley.