Oh yes! I see it all!" she almost screamed, lashing herself into a rage at the bare contemplation of this diminution of her glory.

"That's the dirty lie he tells everywhere, and is telling now." She stamped her feet and glanced savagely around, as if at any risk to proclaim the falsehood.

Low turned his impassive, truthful face towards her.
"Sheriff Dunn," he began gravely, "is a politician, and a fool when he takes to the trail as a hunter of man or beast.

But he is not a coward nor a liar.

Your chances would be better if he were--if he laid your escape to an ambush of your friends, than if his pride held you alone responsible." "If he's such a good man, why do you hesitate ?" she replied bitterly.
"Why don't you give me up at once, and do a service to one of your friends ?" "I do not even know him," returned Low, opening his clear eyes upon her.