In the old days she had known it--had believed it was his dogged "obstinacy"-- but she knew the hopelessness of opposing it.

Yet with feminine persistency she again threw herself against it, as against a wall.
"You don't believe me! Well, go and see for yourself.

They are at Robles NOW.

If you catch the early morning stage at Santa Clara you will come upon them before they disperse.

Dare you try it ?" "Whatever I do," he returned smilingly, "I shall always be grateful to you for giving me this opportunity of seeing you again AS YOU WERE.