"I looked at her once," faltered Bauer, and for the soul of him Walter could not help roaring out at him. As they rose to make their way to the wagons which had halted in a group to wait for them and others who had fallen behind, Walter smote Bauer on the back. "Courage, old man. The case is not all hopeless. If you have got as far as a look, that's progress. What did Helen do?" But Bauer drew into his reserve at this point and gravely refused to talk any more, and Walter did not venture to insist. Only, as they were going to their wagons Bauer simply said, "I shall tell your mother. It would not be right not to let her know." "I don't know what mother can do about it," Walter replied dubiously. "Mrs. Douglas is very wise." said Bauer. To that Walter made no answer, and they joined the rest of the party without further words. That night the two camps were pitched close together, and two fires burned like red specks in the holes dug for the sagebrush and cedar roots. The chuck wagon in which Helen had been riding was left standing close by the tent pitched for her mother and Mrs. Masters. She seemed unusually cheerful and in answer to many inquiries assured all that she was resting easily and was nearly free from pain. After the camp meal was over and the desert grey of the soft night had begun to wrap itself like an enveloping cloak about the two camps, as quietly and without warning of their presence natives of that weird tract of earth began to appear. When the camp was made there was not a hogan or any form of human habitation to be seen. But as Paul came back to the fire circle after helping Masters pitch the last of the tents he was astonished to see a dozen Indians, mostly young men, sitting on the sand close by. Masters spoke a word to them when he came up to the fire and one of the men answered briefly. "They have come all the way from Leupp," he said to Paul. "Walked the entire distance of sixty-seven miles since sunrise." "Do you know any of them?" Paul asked curiously. "Yes, I have met one of the young men at Shungapavi. They are all going up to see the snake dance. It's the only feature about the Hopi that appeals to them."