You wished us to remain until the heat was broken--till
the rains came to make traveling easier for us. Now I see no
need for further delay. My stay here has greatly benefited my
health. I shall never forget your hospitality. This Western trip
would have made me a new man if--only--Richard--"
"Sure. I understand," said Belding, gruffly. "Let's go in and
tell the women to pack up."
Nell was busy with the servants preparing breakfast. Belding
took her into the sitting-room while Mr. Gale called his wife
and daughter.
"My girl, I've some news for you," began Belding. "Mr. Gale is
leaving to-day with his family. I'm going to send you with
them--part way, anyhow. You're invited to visit them. I think
that 'd be great for you--help you to forget. But the main thing
is--you're going East to join mother."
Nell gazed at him, white-faced, without uttering a word.
"You see, Nell, I'm about done in Forlorn River," went on Belding.
"That blast this morning sank my spring. There's no water now.
It was the last straw. So we'll shake the dust of Forlorn River.
I'll come on a little later--that's all."
"Dad, you're packing your gun!" exclaimed Nell, suddenly pointing
with a trembling finger. She ran to him, and for the first time
in his life Belding put her away from him. His movements had lost
the old slow gentleness.
"Why, so I am," replied Belding, coolly, as his hand moved down
to the sheath swinging at his hip.
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