XXV ALMOST A RESOLUTION 256 XXVI "WHAT EYES HAVE YOU?" 266 XXVII A QUICK FUSE 286 XXVIII AUNT TIMMIE HEARS A SECRET 296 XXIX A PARALYSING DISCOVERY 306 XXX "I'LL PAY THE DEBT!" 316 XXXI OUT OF THE DYING DAY 329 XXXII THE SHERIFF FORGETS HIS PRISONER 336 XXXIII THE MYSTIC GARDENER SHOWS HIS WORK 341 XXXIV A GIRL'S NOBILITY 355 XXXV THE PRODUCT OF SUNLIGHT PATCH 363 XXXVI A TIN CYLINDER 372 XXXVII TUSK 380 XXXVIII A LANE AT TWILIGHT 386 XXXIX TRIUMPH 390 SUNLIGHT PATCH CHAPTER I OUT OF THE WILDERNESS He appeared an odd figure, sitting loosely on an old white mare which held her nose to the ground and cautiously single-footed over the uneven road. Unconcerned, perhaps unconscious that he bestrode a horse, his head was thrown back and his gaze penetrated the lace-work of branches to a sky exquisite blue where a few white, puffy clouds were aimlessly suspended. And, like these clouds, his thoughts hovered between unrealized hopes and the realistic mountains he was leaving; thoughts interwoven with ambitions which had obsessed his waking hours and glorified his dreams--dreams, desires, ambitions, always before his eyes but out of reach. His hair fell to the opened collar of a homespun shirt, and homespun were his trousers, tucked into a pair of homemade boots. His saddle bore an obscure brand of the United States army, for it had carried one of his people through the War of the States fifty years before, and across its pummel balanced a long, ungainly rifle of an earlier period. It was an afternoon of that month when the spirit of Kentucky arises from the loamy soil after a recreating sleep of winter. The fragrance of the earth was everywhere. Overhead the trees met in great, silent arches--Nature's Gothic, re-frescoed now in the delicate tints of spring by the brush of Nature's Master--beneath which all life seemed breathlessly poised as though in this dim-lit, sun-dappled cathedral of the forest a mute service were in progress. But the man--he did not seem to see, or feel, or be. Thus, without a sound except for the muffled shuffle of the old mare's unshod hoofs, he rode.