"I'll tame you, you wild cat," he yelled.

And Sammy raised her whip again.
But before Gibbs could touch the girl, a powerful hand caught him by the shoulder.

"I reckon you've had fun enough, Wash Gibbs," remarked Young Matt in his slow way.

"I ain't interfering between man and man, but you'd best keep your dirty hands off that lady." The young woman's heart leaped at the sound of that deep calm voice that carried such a suggestion of power.

And she saw that the blue eyes under the tumbled red brown locks were shining now like points of polished steel.