That she idealized him was true, but he grew richly in grace. All the small amenities of conduct which he once possessed came back to him. He studied to please her, and succeeded in that as in his other ventures. He did not exactly abandon his business, but he came to superintend his superintendents. However, he attached a telephone to his mine in order to be able to direct his business from the Springs. He still roomed at the hotel, though Ellice was living in a private house farther up the canon. His rooms were becoming filled with books and magazines, and he was struggling hard to "catch up" with the latest literature. If Ellice referred to any book, even in the most casual way, he made mental note of it, and if he had read it he re-read it, and if he had not read it he secured it at once. "I know something of chemistry and mineralogy, and geology and milling processes, but of art and literature very little," he said to her once. "But give me time." The highest peaks were white with September snows before she felt able to mount a horse. Each day she had been able to go a little farther and climb a little higher. Her gain was slow, very slow, but it was almost perceptible from day to day. Mr. Ross had been to Chicago, and was once more at the Springs. He had brought a couple of nieces, very lively young creatures, who annoyed Clement exceedingly by their impertinence--at least, that is what he called their excessive interest in his affairs. Without the co-operation of Ellice he would have found little chance to see her alone, but she had a quiet way of letting them know when she found them a burden, which they respected. One day he said to her, "Have you forgotten what I said to you about the spring up there?" "No, I have not forgotten. Do you think I can go now? Am I really well enough to go?" "The time has come." "What would the doctor say?" "The doctor--do you still heed what he says?" "Must I walk?" "Yes, to have the water heal you. But I will lead old Wisconse for you to ride down." "After I am healed?" "One can be cured and yet be tired." They set off in such spirits as children have, old Wisconse leading soberly behind. Clement was obliged to check the girl. "Now don't go too fast. It is a long way up there. I warn you it is almost at timber-line." But she paid small heed to his warning. She felt so light, so active, it seemed she could not tire. For a time they followed the wide road which climbed steadily, but at last he stopped. "Now here we strike the trail," he said. "You must go ahead, for I am to lead the horse." "Not far ahead," she exclaimed, a little bit alarmed. "Only two steps." He was a little amused at her. "Just so I will not tread on your heels." "You needn't laugh. I know they hunt bears up here." They climbed for some time in comparative silence. "Oh, how much greener it is up here!" she exclaimed at last, looking around, her eyes bright with excitement.