Keep my secret and don't forget me.

And be mighty careful how you get out of the valley below.

The rustlers' canyon isn't more than three miles up the Pass.

Now you've tracked me here, I'll never feel safe again." In his descent to the valley, Venters's emotion, roused to stirring pitch by the recital of his love story, quieted gradually, and in its place came a sober, thoughtful mood.

All at once he saw that he was serious, because he would never more regain his sense of security while in the valley.