He took her arm, and they passed slowly down the steps.

At the bottom she turned and looked anxiously at the house.
"Lady," murmured Ronicky, "they's nothing to be afraid of.

We're going to walk right up and down this street and never get out of sight of the friends you got in this here house." At the word "friends" she shivered slightly, and he added: "Unless you want to go farther of your own free will." "No, no!" she exclaimed, as if frightened by the very prospect.
"Then we won't.

It's all up to you.

You're the boss, and I'm the cow-puncher, lady." "But tell me quickly," she urged.