admiration in his eyes brought a deep flush to her cheeks.

"Pardon me for not answering your question at once," she began. "I am
afraid you are not safe, as you are on forbidden ground, though the
fact that you were brought here in a helpless condition may make a
difference. But, then, one can never tell what daddy will think about
it."

"Does your father know I am here?"

"Not yet. He has been away in the hills for some time, and we are
expecting him home at any minute."

"What do you suppose he will do with me? I fear he will find my bones
poor picking after what I have gone through."

"Oh, daddy is not such a cannibal as all that," Glen laughingly
replied. "But he is very jealous of this place, as others have found
out to their sorrow. I cannot understand him at times, although he is
very good to me."

"Have you lived here long?"

"Ever since I was a child. But I am tired of it now, and want to live
outside. I was satisfied until I attended the Seminary and saw
something of the world beyond the Golden Crest. What is the use of
having an education if one must always live in a place like this?"

"I agree with you," Reynolds emphatically declared. "You should induce
your father to go outside."