There was a slight film across them; the lids were blackened; the beautiful lashes gone forever! "I see you a little now, I think," she said, with a smile, passing her hands vaguely over his face.

"It must have happened when he fainted, and I had to drag him through the blazing brush; both my hands were full, and I could not cover my eyes." "Drag whom ?" said Low, quickly.
"Why, Dunn." "Dunn! He here ?" said Low, hoarsely.
"Yes; didn't you read the note I left on the herbarium?
Didn't you come to the camp-fire ?" she asked hurriedly, clasping his hands.

"Tell me quickly!" "No!" "Then you were not there--then you didn't leave me to die ?" "No! I swear it, Teresa!" the stoicism that had upheld his own agony breaking down before her strong emotion.
"Thank God!" She threw her arms around him, and hid her aching eyes in his troubled breast.
"Tell me all, Teresa," he whispered in her listening ear.

"Don't move; stay there, and tell me all." With her face buried in his bosom, as if speaking to his heart alone, she told him part, but not all.

With her eyes filled with tears, but a smile on her lips, radiant with new-found happiness, she told him how she had overheard the plans of Dunn and Brace, how she had stolen their conveyance to warn him in time.