"She said it wasn't safe for me to go beyond the Golden Crest."
"Did she give any reason?"
"None at all, and that's what makes me curious."
"About what?"
"What lies beyond the Golden Crest. The spirit of adventure is on me, and I intend to make the attempt to find out for myself about the mystery surrounding that place."
"Ye do! Didn't the gal say it wasn't safe?"
"All the greater reason, then, why I should go. If that girl will not come to me, I am going to her. Death is the worst that can happen to me, and I would rather die than live without Glen Weston."
"Ye've got it bad, haven't ye?" and Samson smiled. "But mebbe she's got the fever, too, since yesterday, an' has been back to the ravine to see if you was thar."
"Perhaps she did, but I was too late. I was there this afternoon, and saw no one except an Indian on horseback. The bear, too, was gone."
"Ye saw an Injun, ye say? What was he doin'?"