Think how little she has seen! Think what delight is in store for her! You have gold, You will be free; you will make her happy.

What a glorious prospect! I share it with you.

I'll think of you--dream of you--pray for you." "Thank you, Jane," replied Venters, trying to steady his voice.

"It does look bright.

Oh, if we were only across that wide, open waste of sage!" "Bern, the trip's as good as made.