ble for him to say yes or no。 He observed gratefully that no one round the table seemed to be aware of his enormous appetite。
After supper； having a favorable opportunity when for a moment no one was at hand； Dick went out through the yard； past the gardens and fields； and climbed the first knoll。 From that vantage point he looked out over the little hamlet； somewhat to his right； and was surprised at its extent； its considerable number of adobe houses。 The overhanging mountains； ragged and darkening； a great heave of splintered rock； rather chilled and affronted him。
Westward the setting sun gilded a spiked； frost…colored； limitless expanse of desert。 It awed Gale。 Everywhere rose blunt； broken ranges or isolated groups of mountains。 Yet the desert stretched away down between and beyond them。 When the sun set and Gale could not see so far； he felt a relief。
That grand and austere attraction of distance gone； he saw the desert nearer at handthe valley at his feet。 What a strange gray； somber place！ There was a lighter strip of gray winding down between darker hues。 This he realized presently was the river bed； and he saw how the pools of water narrowed and diminished in size till they lost themselves in gray sand。 This was the rainy season； near its end； and here a little river struggled hopelessly； forlornly to live in the desert。 He received a potent impression of the nature of that blasted age…worn waste which he had divined was to give him strength and work and love。
V
A Desert Rose
Belding assigned Dick to a little room which had no windows but two doors； one opening into the patio； the other into the yard on the west side of the house。 It contained only the barest necessities for comfort。 Dick mentioned the baggage he had left in the hotel at Casita； and it was Belding's opinion that to try to recover his property would be rather risky； on the moment Richard Gale was probably not popular with the Mexicans at Casita。 So Dick bade good…by to fine suits of clothes and linen with a feeling that； as he had said farewell to an idle and useless past； it was just as well not to have any old luxuries as reminders。 As he possessed； however； not a thing save the clothes on his back； and not even a handkerchief； he expressed regret that he had come to Forlorn River a beggar。
〃Beggar hell！〃 exploded Belding； with his eyes snapping in the lamplight。 〃Money's the last thing we think of out here。 All the same； Gale； if you stick you'll be rich。〃
〃It wouldn't surprise me；〃 replied Dick； thoughtfully。 But he was not thinking of material wealth。 Then； as he viewed his stained and torn shirt； he laughed and said 〃Belding； while I'm getting rich I'd like to have some respectable clothes。〃
〃We've a little Mex store in town； and what you can't get there the women folks will make for you。〃
When Dick lay down he was dully conscious of pain and headache； that he did not feel well。 Despite this； and a mind thronging with memories and anticipations； he succumbed to weariness and soon fell asleep。
It was light when he awoke； but a strange brightness seen through what seemed blurred eyes。 A moment passed before his mind worked clearly； and then he had to make an effort to think。 He was dizzy。
When he essayed to lift his right arm； an excruciating pain made him desist。 Then he discovered that his arm was badly swollen； and the hand had burst its bandages。 The injured member was red； angry； inflamed； and twice its normal size。 He felt hot all over； and a raging headache consumed him。
Belding came stamping into the room。
〃Hello； Dick。 Do you know it's late？ How's the busted fist this morning？〃
Dick tried to sit up； but his effort was a failure。 He got about half up； then felt himself weakly sliding back。
〃I guessI'm pretty sick；〃 he said。
He saw Belding lean over him； feel his face； and speak； and then everything seemed to drift； not into darkness； but into some region where he had dim perceptions of gray moving things； and of voices that were remote。 Then there came an interval when all was blank。 He knew not whether it was one of minutes or hours； but after it he had a clearer mind。 He slept； awakened during night…time； and slept again。 When he again unclosed his eyes the room was sunny； and cool with a fragrant breeze that blew through the open door。 Dick felt better； but he had no particular desire to move or talk or eat。 He had； however； a burning thirst。 Mrs。 Belding visited him often； her husband came in several times； and once Nell slipped in noiselessly。 Even this last event aroused no interest in Dick。
On the next day he was very much improved。
〃We've been afraid of blood poisoning；〃 said Belding。 〃But my wife thinks the danger's past。 You'll have to rest that arm for a while。〃
Ladd and Jim came peeping in at the door。
〃Come in； boys。 He can have companythe more the betterif it'll keep him content。 He mustn't move； that's all。〃
The cowboys entered； slow； easy； cool； kind…voiced。
〃Shore it's tough；〃 said Ladd； after he had greeted Dick。 〃You look used up。〃
Jim Lash wagged his half…bald； sunburned head； 〃Musta been more'n tough for Rojas。〃
〃Gale； Laddy tells me one of our neighbors； fellow named Carter； is going to Casita；〃 put in Belding。 〃Here's a chance to get word to your friend the soldier。〃
〃Oh； that will be fine！〃 exclaimed Dick。 〃I declare I'd forgotten Thorne。。。。How is Miss Castaneda？ I hope〃
〃She's all right； Gale。 Been up and around the patio for two days。 Like all the Spanishthe real thingshe's made of Damascus steel。 We've been getting acquainted。 She and Nell made friends at once。 I'll call them in。〃
He closed the door leading out into the yard； explaining that he did not want to take chances of Mercedes's presence becoming known to neighbors。 Then he went to the patio and called。
Both girls came in； Mercedes leading。 Like Nell； she wore white； and she had a red rose in her hand。 Dick would scarcely have recognized anything about her except her eyes and the way she carried her little head； and her beauty burst upon him strange and anew。 She was swift； impulsive in her movements to reach his side。
〃Senor； I am so sorry you were illso happy you are better。〃
Dick greeted her； offering his left hand； gravely apologizing for the fact that； owing to a late infirmity； he could not offer the right。 Her smile exquisitely combined sympathy； gratitude； admiration。 Then Dick spoke to Nell； likewise offering his hand； which she took shyly。 Her reply was a murmured； unintelligible one； but her eyes were glad； and the tine in her cheeks threatened to rival the hue of the rose she carried。
Everybody chatted then； except Nell； who had apparently lost her voice。 Presently Dick remembered to speak of the matter of getting news to Thorne。
〃Senor； may I write to him？ Will some one take a letter？。。。I shall hear from him！〃 she said； and her white hands emphasized her words。
〃Assuredly。 I guess poor Thorne is almost crazy。 I'll write to him。。。。No； I can't with this crippled hand。〃
〃That'll be all right； Gale；〃 said Belding。 〃Nell will write for you。 She writes all my letters。〃
So Belding arranged it； and Mercedes flew away to her room to write； while Nell fetched pen and paper and seated herself beside Gale's bed to take his dictation。
What with watching Nell and trying to catch her glance； and listening to Belding's talk with the cowboys； Dick was hard put to it to dictate any kind of a creditable letter。 Nell met his gaze once； then no more。 The color came and went in her cheeks； and sometimes； when he told her to write so and so； there was a demure smile on her lips。 She was laughing at him。 And Belding was talking over the risks involved in a trip to Casita。
〃Shore I'll ride in with the letters；〃 Ladd said。
〃No you won't；〃 replied Belding。 〃That bandit outfit will be laying for you。〃
〃Well； I reckon if they was I wouldn't be oncommon grieved。〃
〃I'll tell you； boys； I'll ride in myself with Carter。 There's business I can see to； and I'm curious to know what the rebels are doing。 Laddy； keep one eye open while I'm gone。 See the horses are locked up。。。。Gale； I'm going to Casita myself。 Ought to get back tomorrow some time。 I'll be ready to start in an hour。 Have your letter ready。 And sayif you want to write home it's a chance。 Sometimes we don't go to the P。 O。 in a month。
He tramped out； followed by the tall cowboys； and then Dick was enabled to bring his letter to a close。 Mercedes came back； and her eyes were shining。 Dick imagined a letter received from her would be something of an event for a fellow。 Then； remembering Belding's suggestion； he decided to profit by it。
〃May I trouble you to write antoher for me？〃 asked Dick； as he received the letter from Nell。
〃It's no trouble； I'm sureI'd be pleased；〃 she replied。
That was altogether a wonderful speech of hers； Dick thought； because the words were the first coherent ones she had spoken to him。
〃May I stay？〃 asked Mercedes； smiling。
〃By all means；〃 he answered； and then he settled back and began。
Presently Gale paused； partly because of genuine emotion； and stole a look from under his hand at Nell。 She wrote swiftly； and her downcast face seemed to be softer in its expression of sweetness。 If she had in the very least been drawn to him But that was absurdimpossible！
When Dick finished dictating； his eyes were upon Mercedes； who sat smiling curious and sympathetic。 How responsive she was！ He heard the hasty scratch of Nell's pen。 He looked at Nell。 Presently she rose； holding out his letter。 He was just in time to see a wave of red recede from her face。 She gave him one swift gaze； unconscious； searching； then averted it and turned away。 She left the room with Mercedes before he could express his thanks。
But that strange； speaking flash of eyes remained to haunt and torment Gale。 It was indescribably sweet； and provocative of thoughts that he believed were wild without warrant。 Something within him danced for very joy； and the next instant he was conscious of wistful doubt； a gravity that he could not understand。 It dawned upon him that for the brief instant when Nell had met his g