Good-day!" Before they had recovered from their astonishment he was gone.
He did not follow the road along which Joanne had come a short time before, but turned again into the winding trail that led riverward through the poplars.

Where before he had been a little amused at himself, he was now more seriously disgusted.

He was not afraid of Quade, who was perhaps the most dangerous man along the line of rail.

Neither was he afraid of the lawless men who worked his ends.

But he knew that he had made powerful enemies, and all because of an unknown woman whom he had never seen until half an hour before.