the unfamiliar paths which she must tread. She was not glad that these
words ran through her mind continuously at first:

"A land of darkness as darkness itself, and of the shadow of
death without any order, and where the light is darkness."

Her brave nature rose against the moody spirit which sought to take
possession of her, and she cried out in her heart valiantly: "But there
is order, there is order. I shall feel things as they ought to be. I
think I could tell now what was true and what was false in man or woman;
it would be in their presence not in their faces."

She stopped speaking. She heard footsteps. Her father entered. Hugh
Tryon had done his task gently, but the old planter, selfish and hard as
he was, loved his daughter; and the meeting was bitter for him. The prop
of his pride seemed shaken beyond recovery. But the girl's calm
comforted them all, and poignancy became dull pain. Before parting for
the night Marie said to Hugh: "This is what I wish you to do for me to
bring over two of your horses to Point Assumption on the river. There is
a glen beyond that as you know, and from it runs the steep and dangerous
Brocken Path across the hills. I wish you to wait there until
M. Laflamme and Carbourd come by the river--that is their only chance.
If they get across the hills they can easily reach the sea. I know that
two of your horses have been over the path; they are sure-footed; they
would know it in the night. Is it not so?"

"It is so. There are not a dozen horses in the colony that could be
trusted on it at night, but mine are safe. I shall do all you wish."

She put out both her hands and felt for his shoulders, and let them rest