The people of the frontier town of Forty Oaks paid little attention to Sunta the Indian woman. They knew she was of great size and incredible strength, as they knew that she lived alone in huge, windswept, deserted, Desolation House where years ago she had worked as a servant. They did not know that of late years her brooding mind had turned, or that behind her passive expression worked a deadly ferocity borne of all things, out of a great devotion...