The Trail of the Lonesome Pine

Book in which she believed from cover to cover with her whole heart,

and she could feel upon her the blue eyes of a man for whom a lie was impossible and to whom she had never stained her white soul with a word of untruth.

“Yes,” encouraged the deep voice kindly.

Not a soul in the room knew where the struggle lay--not even the girl--for it lay between the black eyes of R...