ord of these three
respectable ladies that they are the outfit, or part of it, that they
have just concluded a cruel hoax on unsuspecting tourists, and that they
justly deserve to be led in as captives and exposed to the full ignominy
of their position."

Here she faced him again, and this time she was quite pale. "Ask
those--those women where they found my engagement ring," she said. "One
of those wretches took it from me. That ought to be proof enough that
they are not from the moving-picture outfit."

Tish at once produced the ring and held it out to him. But he merely
glanced at it and shook his head.

"All engagement rings look alike," he observed. "I cannot possibly say,
Helen, but I think it is unlikely that it is the one I gave you, as you
told me, you may recall, that you had thrown it into a crack in a
glacier. It may, of course, be one you have recently acquired."

He glanced at Mr. Oliver, but the latter only shrugged his shoulders.

Well, she shed a few tears, but he was adamant, and helped us saddle the
horses, ignoring her utterly. It was our opinion that he no longer cared
for her, and that, having lost him, she now regretted it. I know that
she watched him steadily when he was not looking her way. But he went
round quite happily, whistling a bit of tune, and not at all like the
surly individual we had at first thought him.

The ride back was without much incident. Our prisoners rode with their
hands tied behind them, except the young lady.

"We might as well leave her unfastened," the young man said casually.
"While I dare say she would make her escape if possible, and
particularly if there was any chance of getting filmed while doing it,
I will make myself personally responsible."

As a matter of fact she was exceedingly rude to all of us, and during
our stop for luncheon, which was again bacon and pancakes, she made a
dash for her horse. The young man saw her, however, in time, and brought
her back. From that time on she was more civil, but I saw her looking at
him now and then, and her eyes were positively terrified.

It was Aggie, at last, who put in a plea for her with him, drawing him
aside to do so. "I am sure," she said, "that she is really a nice girl,
and has merely been led astray by the search for adventure. Naturally my
friends, especially Miss Tish, have small sympathy with such a state of
mind. But you are younger--and remember, you loved her once."

"Loved her once!" he replie