He's too strong to have lived clean." "Angus, we're all alone here--on the rim of the world, you've said--and in places like this the eye of God is on you." He laughed brutally: "If He sees me, He'll look the other way." "Have done with the chatter," broke in Harrigan.

"Ah-h, McTee, I see where my hands'll fit on your throat." "Come," McTee answered without raising his voice; "there's a corner of the beach where a current stands in close by the shore.

You've been a traveling man, Harrigan.

When I've killed you, I'll throw your body into the sea, and the tide will take you out to see the rest of the world." "Come," said Harrigan; "I'd as soon finish you there as here, and when you're dead, I'll sit you up against a tree and come down every day to watch you rot." The girl fell to the ground between them with her face buried in her arms, silent.

The two men lowered their eyes for a moment upon her, and then turned and walked down the hill, going shoulder to shoulder like friends.