gested Marie. Doctor Lanning came in. "Compel him
to show us something we haven't seen around the lake," suggested the
doctor. "That he cannot do; then we have only to decide on his
punishment."

"Oh, yes, I want to be on that jury," said Gertrude, entering softly in
black.

"But is this Pittsburg justice?" objected Glover, rising at the spell
of her eyes to the raillery. "Shouldn't I have a try at the scenery
end of the proposition before sentence is demanded?"

"Justify quickly, then," threatened Marie, as they started for the
dining-room; "we are not trifling."

"Of course you've been here a month," began Glover, when the party were
seated.

"Yes."

"Out every day."

"Yes."

"The guides have all your money?"

"Yes."

"Then I stake everything on a single throw----"

"A professional," interjected Doctor Lanning.

"Only desperate gamesters stake all on a single throw," said Gertrude
warningly.

"I am a desperate gamester," said Glover, "and now for it. Have you
seen the Devil's Gap?"

A chorus of derision answered.

"The very first day--the very first trip!" cried Mrs. Whitney, raising
her tone one note above every other protest.

"And you staked all on so wretched a chance?" exclaimed Gertrude.
"Why, Devil's Gap is the stock feature of every guide, good, bad, and
indifferent, at the Springs."

"I have staked more at heavier odds," returned Glover, taking the storm
calmly, "and won. Have you made but one trip, when you first came, do
you say?"

"The very first day."

"Then you haven't seen Devil's Gap. To see it," he continued, "you
must see it at night."

"At night?"

"With the moon rising over the Spanish Sinks."

"Ah, how that sounds!" exclaimed Marie.

"To-night we have full moon," added Glover. "Don't say too lightly you
have seen Devil's Gap, for that is given to but few tourists."

"Do not call us tourists," objected Gertrude.

"And from where did you see Devil's Gap--The Pilot?"

"No, from across the Tarn."

If the expression of Glover's face, returning somewhat the ridicule
heaped on him, was intended to pique the interest of the sightseers it
was effective. He was restored, provisionally, to favor; his
suggestion that after dinner they take horses for the ride up Pilot
Mountain to where the Gap could be seen by moonlight was eagerly
adopted, and Mrs. Whitney's objection to dressing again was put down.
Marie, fearing the hardship, demurred, but Glover woke to so