The outfit of implements and utensils he packed away in another cave.
"Bess, we have enough to live here all our lives," he said once, dreamily.
"Shall I go roll Balancing Rock ?" she asked, in light speech, but with deep-blue fire in her eyes.
"No--no." "Ah, you don't forget the gold and the world," she sighed.
"Child, you forget the beautiful dresses and the travel--and everything." "Oh, I want to go.

But I want to stay!" "I feel the same way." They let the eight calves out of the corral, and kept only two of the burros Venters had brought from Cottonwoods.

These they intended to ride.

Bess freed all her pets--the quail and rabbits and foxes.
The last sunset and twilight and night were both the sweetest and saddest they had ever spent in Surprise Valley.

Morning brought keen exhilaration and excitement.