him and hurt him pretty bad. At least that's the Indians' story, although Tom says different. Anyhow Tom has got away, as there is a warrant out for him.
"If it comes to a showdown I think we ought to defend him, as it was our beef, but that's up to you. The best man in Ursula according to my thinking for that kind of case"
Of course they would have to defend him. And she must try to get some word to him, some reassurance. She ordered Hawkins to drive through the village to the telegraph station, and there she sent a wire to Tom in care of Jake.
"Have just heard. Sure everything will be all right. Please write details."
She was so kind to Herbert that night that he was almost delirious with happiness, but although he tried to get her off by herself, she managed to elude him.
"Don't you want to sit this out, Kay? There's a moon outside."
"Well, it usually is outside, isn't it? No, I think I'll dance."
In agony of spirit Herbert compared that failure of his with Tom McNair's probable method under the same circumstances.
"This my dance? All right, we're not dancing it."
"But I want to dance."
"You've got plenty of time to dance. You've only got a chance to sit out with me now and then. And this is one of them!"
And girls and women fell for that sort of thing! Well, if they liked it he would try it too.
"I'm going back with you, Kay. I don't like you riding alone so late."
"Don't be silly. Hawkins is driving. I'm not alone."
"I'm going just the same."
"And make Hawkins bring you all the way back here? Don't be foolish."
