But Jane, tears brimming her eyes, said sadly: "That can never be! If Jean knew the truth; if he knew that I wanted father to cheat those poor people who had trusted him, he would scorn me, even as I now scorn myself. I never knew father's partners except by name. We lived so very far apart and Dad always wanted to just rest when he reached our village home, and so, even when I was with him, which was seldom, we had no social life." Then, turning with a startled expression, Jane inquired, "Oh, do you suppose that Jean knows? Do you suppose he recognized our name as being the same as his father's partner?" Merry replied thoughtfully: "There are a good many Abbotts in the world, dear, and just at first Jean did not suspect that your father was the one who had withdrawn from the firm, and who, by so doing, had incurred the hatred and wrath of Mr. Willoughby, but, when I happened to mention why your father had lost everything, as Dan had told him, Jean's face brightened. 'I am glad,' he said, 'that the father of Jane had the courage to do the honorable thing.' I noticed at the time that he said 'the father of Jane' and not of Dan. That means, dear, that you are often in his thoughts." But Jane had again burst into tears, and rising, she hurried to her own room and begged Merry, who had followed her with tender solicitude, to leave her alone. "I never, never can be Jean's friend again, but don't tell him how dishonorable I have been, Merry. Promise me that you will not tell him." "Of course I will not tell, but, oh, Jane, you are over-imaginative tonight. I am sure that you never wished your father to rob the poor that you might have luxury. But there, please don't answer me, dear. You are all worn out and your poor head is throbbing cruelly. Let me help you undress. Tomorrow morning when you awake you will see everything in a different light." But Merry was wrong. Because of Jane, the young people did not start at sunrise as they had planned, but delayed until after Mr. and Mrs. Starr had been driven away to the Redfords station. Mr. Packard accompanied them. Bob was pleased indeed that he and his sister were to remain in the Rockies for another fortnight, and Merry was glad to be with Jane, who, more than ever, seemed to need her friendship. When the young people were gathered at the corral, preparing to start, Jean glanced across at Jane and noting how pale and weary she looked, he strode over to her, saying: "Aren't you afraid the ride will be too hard for you? Suppose we let the others start now, if Meg feels that she must get home. You and I could follow them more leisurely, starting later, when you are rested." There was a sad expression in the dark eyes that were lifted to his, but the girl's reply was: "Thank you, Jean, I would rather go now, with the others." Merry felt Jane's clasp tighten about her hand, and well knew that she was suffering cruelly, and that it was a mental, not a physical torture.