Opening her eyes, she saw a cabin far ahead which probably was the destination for the night.

Carley knew she would never reach it, yet she clung on desperately.

What she dreaded was the return of that stablike pain in her side.

It came, and life seemed something abject and monstrous.

She rode stiff legged, with her hands propping her stiffly above the pommel, but the stabbing pain went right on, and in deeper.