shot rattled through the branches over- 
head, unpleasantly near. It was clearly 
from behind us. We turned, and after 
another interchange of shots, the cook 
appeared. . 
I was too exhausted to be glad, but a 
feeling of relief glided over me. He 
led us to the stream where Nimrod had 
wanted to turn off, and from there we 
were quickly in camp, very much to our 
host’s relief. I dropped at the foot of a 
tree, and said nothing for an hour — my 
companions were men, so I did not have 
to talk if I could not — then I arose as 
usual and was ready for supper. 
Of course, Nimrod was blamed for 
not being a better mountaineer. ‘He 
ought to have seen that broken turf by 
the trail,’ or those ‘ blades of fresh pulled 
grass in the pine fork.’ How could they 
know that a woman and her fears had 
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