Scarcely a word was spoken as they descended the mountain. She had gone up in the morning a laughing girl, conscious of her beauty and its cruel power, and determined to use it. She came down a sober little woman with a great, wondering question growing in her heart.
When Wolf met her with eager questions she answered as in a dream.
"He will deliver the deeds to-morrow?" he gasped in amazement.
"Yes, to-morrow," she answered mechanically.
CHAPTER XXVII[ToC]
THE FRUITS OF PATIENCE
The next morning Norman asked Barbara to take breakfast alone with him in the little rose bower on the lawn where she had first announced her choice of work so oddly and charmingly.