Malice, though veiled, showed in face and sounded in voice.

Even as he spoke, Joel Mazarine turned his horse's head towards Askatoon.
"You're sure a woman was with him?
You're sure she was with him ?" he asked in chaos of passion.
"I couldn't see her face; it was too far away," answered Burlingame suggestively, "but you can form your own conclusions--and the express is due in thirty minutes!" He looked at his watch complacently.

"What's the good, Mazarine?
Why don't you say, 'Go and sin no more ?' Or why don't you divorce her with the evidence about that night on the prairie?
I could have got you a verdict and damages.

Yes, I could have got you plenty of damages.

He's rich.