"I can climb the hill--it is up there.

In a little while I will come back." He started off without waiting to see what Lorraine would have to say about it, and with some misgivings she watched him run down to the canyon's bottom and go forging up the opposite side with a most amazing speed and certainty.

In travel pictures she had seen mountain sheep climb like that, and she likened him now to one of them.

It seemed a shame that he was a bit crazy, she thought; and immediately she recalled his perfect assurance when he told her of sending thought messages to his mother.

She had heard of such things, she had even read a little on the subject, but it had never seemed to her a practical means of communicating.