On my way--" The brown color slowly faded out of her face, leaving her quite pale, with eyes that began to blaze.

The suppleness of her seemed to stiffen.
"My name's Ellen Jorth," she burst out, passionately.

"Does it mean anythin' to y'u ?" "Never heard it in my life," protested Jean.

"Sure I reckoned you belonged to the sheep raisers who 're on the outs with my father.
That's why I had to tell you I'm Jean Isbel....

Ellen Jorth.