And then, with quick spurt of warm blood along her veins, she thought of Black Star when he got the bit fast between his iron jaws and ran wild in the sage.

If she ever started to run! Jane smothered the glow and burn within her, ashamed of a passion for freedom that opposed her duty.
"Judkins, go to the village," she said, "and when you have learned anything definite about my riders please come to me at once." When he had gone Jane resolutely applied her mind to a number of tasks that of late had been neglected.

Her father had trained her in the management of a hundred employees and the working of gardens and fields; and to keep record of the movements of cattle and riders.

And beside the many duties she had added to this work was one of extreme delicacy, such as required all her tact and ingenuity.

It was an unobtrusive, almost secret aid which she rendered to the Gentile families of the village.
Though Jane Withersteen never admitted so to herself, it amounted to no less than a system of charity.