The wilding in training. 



CHAPTER XIX 

 THE WILDING 



She was hanging over a mossy bank above a mountain 

 stream near the geysers, about fifty miles north of Santa 

 Rosa, when the master found her. The flowers, which 

 remain beautiful a long time if placed in water, were all 

 dried up, and the leaves had turned very red. She seemed 

 to be getting more and more impatient because she could 



not reach the clear, sparkling water below. There is a law in 



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