There's something between you and the Irishman ?" She dropped a hand over his mighty fist.
"After all, you are our only friend, Angus.

Why shouldn't you know ?" He stood up and made a few paces to and fro, his hands locked behind him and his leonine head fallen low.
"Yes, why shouldn't you tell me! I think I understand already." All desire to laugh went from her, and deep fear took its place; her eyes were held fascinated upon his interlaced fingers, white under their own terrific pressure; yet she understood that she must go on.

If she failed, this mighty force would be turned against Harrigan; and Harrigan, not less grim in battle, as she could guess, would be turned against him.
She said quickly, to conceal her fear: "I thought there was some trouble between you and Dan.

I asked him to promise that he would not fight with you.

But I don't need to ask you to promise not to fight with him, for now that you know--" He leaped up and beat his hands together over his head.
"And that was why! I taunted him and all the time he was laughing to himself!" He stopped and then whispered to himself: "Still, it's only postponed.
The tune will come! The time will come!" She understood the promise.
"Angus! What are you saying ?" He said quietly: "Harrigan's safe from me while you care for him.