And now tell me, Diana, just what are your plans?"
"Oh, nothing at all exciting! I am going to make some studies of
Indian children's games. They are picturesque and ethnologically, very
interesting. I shall come home across the Painted Desert and take some
pictures in color. My adventures will be very mild compared with
yours."
"And you and Na-che will be quite alone, out in this trackless country!
I shall worry about you, Diana."
Diana laughed. "Enoch, you have no idea of what you are undertaking!
You'll have no time to give me a thought. For a week you're going to
struggle as you never did before to keep breath in your body."
"Oh, it'll not be that bad!" exclaimed Enoch. "Are you cold, Diana? I
thought you shivered. What a strange, ghostlike country it is! It
would be horrible up here alone, wouldn't it!"
They paused to gaze out over the fantastic landscape.
In the gray light the strangely weathered mesas were ruined castles,
stupendous in bulk; the mighty buttes and crumbled peaks were colossal
cities overthrown by the cataclysm of time. It seemed to Enoch, that
nowhere else in the world could one behold such epic loneliness. The
excitement that had buoyed him up since Diana's arrival suddenly
departed, and his life with all its ugly facts was vividly in his
consciousness again.
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