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She sighs. There is pathos and sweetness and tenderness in every line of her face, and much sadness. Her lips are slightly parted, "her eyes are homes of silent prayer." Paul, watching her, feels as though he is in the presence of some gentle saint, sent for a space to comfort sinful earth.,She opens the door, and runs almost into Mona's arms, who is evidently searching for her everywhere.,"Do you know," he says, slowly, staring at her the while, "you are the most beautiful woman I ever saw?","Hist, Miss Mona! hist!" says this voice close at Mona's ear. She starts violently.,"My bow is broken. I cannot," said Broken Bow sadly.,For many days he went on. He crossed great prairies and followed up timbered rivers, and crossed the mountains. Every day his sack of food grew lighter, but as he went along he looked for berries and roots, and sometimes he killed an animal. These things gave him food.,The newly come people went to the piskun for meat, and there one of the children saw an arrow lying on the ground. It was a beautiful arrow, the stone point long, slender, and sharp, the shaft round and straight. The boy remembered what had been said and he looked around fearfully, but everywhere the people were busy. No one was looking. He picked up the arrow and put it under his robe.,"He must adore you; and no wonder, too," says Mr. Darling, so emphatically that every one smiles, and Jack, clapping him on the back, says,—,"But in that apron, miss, and wid yer arms bare-like, an' widout yer purty blue bow; law, Miss Mona, have sinse, an' don't ye now.","Well, it was perfect: wasn't it, Violet?","It is cruel," says Violet, with suppressed but ardent ire.,At his words, a glad light springs to life within her wonderful eyes. She is so pleased and proud that he should so speak of her..