in her look.

"I've come to see Lieutenant Fraser on business," Briscoe explained,
with an air patently triumphant.

Arlie made no offer to leave the room. "He's hardly up to business
yet, is he?" she asked, as carelessly as she could.

"Then we'll give it another name. I'm making a neighborly call to ask
how he is, and to return some things he lost."

Jed's hand went into his pocket and drew forth leisurely a photograph.
This he handed to Arlie right side up, smiling the while, with a kind
of masked deviltry.

"Found it in Alec Howard's cabin. Seems your coat was hanging over the
back of a chair, lieutenant, and this and a paper fell out. One of the
boys must have kicked it to one side, and it was overlooked. Later, I
ran across it. So I'm bringing it back to you."

In spite of herself Arlie's eyes fell to the photograph. It was a
snapshot of the ranger and a very attractive young woman. They were
smiling into each other's eyes with a manner of perfect and friendly
understanding. To see it gave Arlie a pang. Flushing at her mistake,
she turned the card over and handed it to the owner.

"Sorry. I looked without thinking," she said in a low voice.

Fraser nodded his acceptance of her apology, but his words and his
eyes were for his enemy. "You mentioned something else you had found,