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"You--you--" His voice failed in a terrible whisper

In the succeeding days Kells did not often speak His recovery was

slow--awas any plainer than the fact that

if Joan had left hi She knew it And

he knew it When he ake, and she came to hiht of her apparently hurt him

and uplifted him But he slept twenty hours out of every day, and

while he slept he did not need Joan

She ca of solitude There were days when she

did not hear the sound of her own voice A habit of silence, one of

the significant forces of solitude, had grown upon her Daily she

thought less and feltWhen she

roused herself, co

peaks of the lonely canon walls, the stately trees, all those

eternally silent and changless features of her solitude, she hated

the passion She hated the her love for the a part

of her, because they were fixed and content and passionless She

liked to sit in the sun, feel its warot to go back to her patient She fought at