The blue of his eyes was no longer cold and incurious, but lighted, warm, and marvelously deep.
And she said rapidly, making her voice cold to quell the uneasy, rising fire behind his eyes: "If you have made McTee angry, aren't you man enough to smooth things over--to ask his pardon ?" He answered vaguely: "Beg his pardon ?" "Why is that so impossible?
For my sake, Dan!" The light went out of his face as if a candle had been snuffed.
"For you, Kate ?" Then she understood her power fully for the first time, and found the thing which she must do.
"For me.

I--I--" She let her head droop, and then glanced up as if beseeching him to ask no questions.
"Look me square in the eye--so!" He caught her beneath the chin with a grip that threatened a bruise, and his eyes burned down upon her.
"Are ye playin' with me, Kate?
Are ye tryin' to torment me, or do ye really care for McTee ?" She tried with all her might, but could not answer.

The rumble and ring of his voice brought her heart to her throat.
"You're tremblin'," said Harrigan, and he released her.

"So it's all true.

McTee!" He turned on his heel like a soldier, lest she should mark the change of his expression; but she must have noticed something, for she called: "Harrigan--Dan!" He stopped, but would not face her.
"You have your hands clenched.