She regained her composure with a little toss of her head. "An American girl is my best friend--you shall say nodings about _dem_! Ah, here comes Mr. Livingston mit de beautiful horns which he gif to me!" she cried, clapping her hands. "They're beauties, aren't they?" said Livingston, holding up the antlers to view. "I'll get some of the Indians around here to fix them up for you." He took them outside again, then came in and joined the others around the camp table. "Mr. Livingston was the lucky one to-day," said Hope to O'Hara; "but we had a great hunt." "I am not at all sure that I got him," said Livingston, seating himself beside her. "I am positive another shot was fired at the same time, but I looked around and saw no one. You came up a few moments afterward, Miss Hathaway, and I have had a sort of rankling suspicion ever since that there was some mystery about it." "Then clear your mind of it at once," replied the girl. "I'll admit that I fired a shot at the same instant you did, but I was on the opposite side of the brush from where you were, and didn't see the antelope at all. What I aimed at was a large black speck in the sky above me, and this is my trophy." She drew from her belt a glossy, dark eagle's feather, and handed it to him. "May I have this?" he asked, taking it from her. "Why, certainly," she answered carelessly. O'Hara had been looking at Livingston closely, as though extremely perplexed by his appearance. Suddenly he gave a deep laugh, jumped up from his seat and began shaking him warmly by the hand. "Well, if this isn't----" "_Edward Livingston_," interrupted the other briefly. "But who'd ever dream of seeing _you_ here in this country!" continued O'Hara. "It was too dark to see you distinctly when you rode up, or I'd have known you at once. I'm glad to see you; indeed, I am, sir!" "How romantic!" exclaimed Hope. "Where did you ever meet Larry, Mr. Livingston?" "I had the privilege of meeting Mr. O'Hara at the home of an acquaintance near London two or three years ago. I am very glad to have the pleasure again." O'Hara was about to say something in reply to this, but thought better of it, and remained silent, while Livingston continued: "I never imagined that I should meet my Irish-American friend in this far country, though you Americans do have a way of appearing in the most unexpected places. This America is a great country. I like it--in fact, well enough that I have now become one of its citizens." "But you have not left England for good!" exclaimed O'Hara.