It was at that moment the Young Doctor entered the room, and he
distracted Mona's attention for a moment. Going forward to him Mona
shook him warmly by the hand. Then she went up to Mrs. Tynan and kissed
her.
"I would like to kiss your daughter too, Mrs. Tynan," Mona said. . . .
"What are you looking at so hard, Shiel?" she presently added to her
husband.
He did not turn to her. His eyes were still shaded by his hand.
"That horse goes well yet," he said in a low voice. "As good as ever--
as good as ever."
"He loves horses so," remarked Mona, as though she could tell Mrs. Tynan
and the Young Doctor anything about Shiel Crozier which they did not
know.
"Kitty rides well, doesn't she?" asked Mrs. Tynan of Crozier.
"What a pair--girl and horse!" Crozier exclaimed. "Thoroughbred--
absolutely thoroughbred!"
Kitty had ridden away with her heart's secret, her very own, as she
thought: but Shiel Crozier knew--the man that mattered knew.
EPILOGUE
Golden, all golden, save where there was a fringe of trees at a
watercourse; save where a garden, like a spot of emerald, made a button
on the royal garment wrapped across the breast of the prairie. Above,
making for the trees of the foothills far away, a golden eagle floated,
a prairie-hen sped affrighted from some invisible thing; and in the far
distance a railway train slipped down the plain like a serpent making for
a covert in the first hills of the first world that ever was.
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