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CHAPTER I -- A DESERT MEETING
As she lay crouched in the bear-grass there came to the girl
clearly the crunch of wheels over disintegrated granite. The trap
had dipped into a draw, but she knew that presently it would
reappear on the winding road. The knowledge smote her like a
blast of winter, sent chills racing down her spine, and shook her
as with an ague. Only the desperation of her plight spurred her
flagging courage.
Round the bend came a pair of bays hitched to a single-seated
open rig. They were driven by a young man, and as he reached the
summit he drew up opposite her and looked down into the valley.
It lay in a golden glow at their feet, a basin of pure light and
silence stretching mile on mile to the distant edge of jagged
mountain-line which formed its lip. Sunlight strong as wine
flooded a clean world, an amber Eden slumbering in an unbroken,
hazy dream primeval.
"Don't move!"

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