So they wound up the mountain, making long stops here and there to gather sylvan trophies and to note the fine views. Amy's manner was so cordial and natural that Burt's suspicions had been allayed, and the young fellow, who could do nothing by halves, was soon deeply absorbed in making a superb collection for Miss Hargrove, and she felt that, whatever happened, she was being enriched by everything he obtained for her. Amy had brought a great many newspapers folded together so that leaves could be placed between the pages, and Webb soon noted that his offerings were kept separate from those of Burt. The latter tried to be impartial in his labors in behalf of the two girls, bringing Amy bright-hued leaves instead of ferns, but did not wholly succeed, and sometimes he found himself alone with Miss Hargrove as they pursued their search a short distance on some diverging and shaded path. On one of these occasions he said, "I like to think how beautiful you will make your room this winter." "I like to think of it too," she replied. "I shall feel that I have a part of my pleasant summer always present." "Has it been a pleasant summer?" "Yes, the pleasantest I ever enjoyed." "I should think you would find it exceedingly dull after such brilliant experiences as that of your yachting excursion." "Do you find to-day exceedingly dull?" "But I am used to the quiet country, and a day like this is the exception." "I do not imagine you have ever lived a tame life." "Isn't that about the same as calling me wild?" "There's no harm in beginning a little in that way. Time sobers one fast enough." "You are so favored that I can scarcely imagine life bringing sobering experiences to you very soon." "Indeed? Have you forgotten what occurred on these very mountains, at no great distance? I assure you I never forget it;" and her eyes were eloquent as she turned them upon him. "One does not forget the most fortunate event of one's life. Since you were to meet that danger, I would not have missed being near for the world. I had even a narrower escape, as you know, on this mountain. The spot where Webb found me is scarcely more than a mile away." She looked at him very wistfully, and her face grew pale, but she only said, "I don't think either of us can forget the Highlands." "I shall never forget that little path," he said, in a low tone, and he looked back at it lingeringly as they came out into the road and approached the rest of the party. "Have you lost anything, Burt?" cried Amy, laughing. "No, but I've found something. See this superb bunch of maiden hair. That spot should be marked for future supplies. Miss Hargrove will share with you, for you can't have anything so fine as this." "Yes, indeed I have, and I shall call you and Webb to account if you do not to-day make Gertrude fare as well."