When Calico drew alongside the bay horse and brought Carley breast to

breast with Glenn, and then inch by inch forged ahead of him, Carley

pealed out an exultant cry. Either it frightened Calico or inspired

him, for he shot right ahead of Glenn's horse. Then he lost the smooth,

wonderful action. He seemed hurtling through space at the expense

of tremendous muscular action. Carley could feel it. She lost her

equilibrium. She seemed rushing through a blurred green and black aisle

of the forest with a gale in her face. Then, with a sharp jolt, a break,

Calico plunged to the sand. Carley felt herself propelled forward out

of the saddle into the air, and down to strike with a sliding, stunning

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force that ended in sudden dark oblivion.

Upon recovering consciousness she first felt a sensation of oppression

in her chest and a dull numbness of her whole body. When she opened her

eyes she saw Glenn bending over her, holding her head on his knee. A

wet, cold, reviving sensation evidently came from the handkerchief with

which he was mopping her face.

"Carley, you can't be hurt--really!" he was ejaculating, in eager hope.

"It was some spill. But you lit on the sand and slid. You can't be

hurt."

The look of his eyes, the tone of his voice, the feel of his hands were

such that Carley chose for a moment to pretend to be very badly

hurt indeed. It was worth taking a header to get so much from Glenn

Kilbourne. But she believed she had suffered no more than a severe

bruising and scraping.

"Glenn--dear," she whispered, very low and very eloquently. "I think--my

back--is broken.... You'll be free--soon."

Glenn gave a terrible start and his face turned a deathly white. He

burst out with quavering, inarticulate speech.

Carley gazed up at him and then closed her eyes. She could not look at

him while carrying on such deceit. Yet the sight of him and the feel of

him then were inexpressibly blissful to her. What she needed most was

assurance of his love. She had it. Beyond doubt, beyond morbid fancy,

the truth had proclaimed itself, filling her heart with joy.

Suddenly she flung her arms up around his neck. "Oh--Glenn! It was too

good a chance to miss!... I'm not hurt a bit."




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