It seemed only a few hours ago--only yesterday--that the girl had so artfully deceived them all, and he had gone through hell because of that deception.

The trickery had been simple, and exceedingly clever because of its simplicity; it must have taken a tremendous amount of courage, now that he clearly understood that at no time had she wanted to die.
"I wonder," he said, "why she did a thing like that ?" Stampede shook his head, misunderstanding what was in Alan's mind.

"I couldn't keep her back, not unless I tied her to a tree." And he added, "The little witch even threatened to shoot me!" A flash of exultant humor filled his eyes.

"Begin, Alan.

I'm waiting.
Go the limit." "For what ?" "For letting her ride over me, of course.