I must see the prize." "What good can come of it ?" demanded Doe, moodily: "the gal's half dead and whole crazy,--or so Telie says.

And as for your gitting any good-will out of her, cuss me if I believe it.

And Telie says--" "That Telie will spoil all! I told you to keep the girl away from her." "Well, and didn't I act accordin'?
I told her I'd murder her, if she went near her agin--a full-blooded, rale-grit rascal to talk so to my own daughter, an't I?
But I should like to know where's the good of keeping the gal from her, since it's all she has for comfort ?" "And that is the very reason she must be kept away," said the stranger, with a look malignly expressive of self-approving cunning: "there must be no hope, no thought of security, no consciousness of sympathy, to make me more trouble than I have had already.

She must know where she is, and what she is, a prisoner among wild savages: a little fright, a little despair, and the work is over.

You understand me, eh?
There is a way of bringing the devil himself to terms; and as for a woman, she is not much more unmanageable.