She uttered no outcry.

And even in the faint dim light he could see only the same expression of conscious understanding come over her face that he had seen in the ball-room, mingled with a vague joy that parted her breathless lips.

As he moved quickly forward their hands met; she caught his with a quick significant pressure and darted back to the window.
"Oh, 'Tave!" (very languidly.) "Yes." "You two had better wait for me at the edge of the trail yonder, and keep a lookout for folks going by.

Don't let them see you hanging round so near.

Do you hear?
I'm all right." With her hand still meaningly lifted, she stood gazing at the two figures until they slowly receded towards the distant trail.