"Be careful," she warned him instantly. "The light--put it out. They'll see it from the street. But, oh, Gordon, why did you come?" He thrilled at the anxiety in her voice. "To find out what Moran is hiding here; and you're after the same thing, of course." "Yes." Impulsively, he squeezed her fingers, until she could have cried out in pain but for the sweetness of it; there are some agonies which do not hurt. Her throat swelled with joy, her breast heaved, and her eyelids fluttered. She was grateful for the darkness, which hid these outward signs of love from him. She blushed; she could feel the warm tide pulsing in her temples; and she laughed brokenly from sheer happiness. "You shouldn't have taken such a risk, Dorothy. I told you not to." "You're taking that risk, Gordon, and more." "That's different. It's so dark a night, I thought I'd chance it." "There's not much risk for me," she declared. "I can reach home in five minutes. Isn't it odd, though, that we both should have thought of doing it at exactly the same time. But come, Gordon, we must hurry!" Now that the safe was open, to remove its contents took only a moment, and they tossed all the papers they found into a corner. Then, when Wade had swung the safe around on its casters, they had a snug shelter behind it, where by shaded candle-light they ran rapidly through their loot. Most of the documents related to land purchases and development, but at the bottom of the pile Wade came upon a bundle of papers and blue-prints, held together by a rubber band, which he stripped off. "Oh, if we should find nothing, after all," Dorothy whispered, bending with him over the blue-prints. "What are they, Gordon?" "Maps of my own range, Dorothy!" His tone was tense with excitement, as he leaned nearer to the light. "Well, what do you know about that? By Heaven"--He fairly glared at the sheet before his eyes.--"It's all there!" "What's all there? What is it?" "Gold!" He looked at her in the flickering light, like a man gone mad. "Gold? On your range? Oh, Gordon!" "Yes; on my range. It's inconceivable, almost; but it seems to be true. See! Look here!" Their heads were almost touching, so that her soft hair caressed his face. "This is a map of the upper valley, and the description says these red crosses indicate the location of gold. One is near the head of Piah Creek, not half a mile from my buildings." "Oh, Gordon, I _am_ so glad!" Dorothy exclaimed. "How wonderful it all is. You'll be rich, won't you?" She was not too excited to remember that his wealth would probably be shared by another woman, but she was too generous to be any the less glad on that account. "That remains to be seen," he replied. "It may not prove to amount to much, you know. At any rate, Moran won't get any of it. That's worth a whole lot." She nodded vehemently. "I thought it must be something like that, Gordon. They would never have done the things they have without some powerful reason."