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XIX. The Plotters   218 XX. Indian Shoes   232 XXI. Madonna Dolorosa   244 XXII. A Real Wolf   254 XXIII. The Temptation   268 XXIV. Blind Love   280 XXV. The Descent Into Hell   291 XXVI. In the Gloom   303 XXVII. Lower Depths   315 XXVIII. Light in the Darkness   327 XXIX. The Climber   339 XXX. Lurking Beasts   349 XXXI. Confessions   357 XXXII. Over the Brink   366 XXXIII. Friends in Need   374 XXXIV. Reclamation   388

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ILLUSTRATIONS

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It was a wild race	Frontispiece
It sounded its shrill, menacing rattle	106
“You have something to tell me––your voice––your eyes––”	286
Another desperate clutch at the rope––still another	328

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OUT OF THE DEPTHS

The hunter was riding leisurely up the steep mountain side above Dry Mesa. On such an ascent most city men would have preferred to climb afoot. But there was a month’s layer of tan on the hunter’s handsome, supercilious face. He balanced himself lightly on his flat English saddle, and permitted the wiry