Kirby's got a gun, an' I reckon we're goin' fer ter need 'em all afore this blame fracas is over with." "And I agree with you, Mr.Kennedy," said Eloise, clearly, speaking from the open door.

"Lieutenant Knox, no one here has more to forgive than I.

We must give the man refuge--it would be inhuman not to." My questioning eyes sought her face, and I read there a plea for mercy not to be resisted.

She meant her words, and the hate and distrust in my own heart seemed mean and vile.

I stepped forward and struck the horse sharply, sending him scurrying around the end of the cabin.
"Go in!" I said, grimly, to Kirby, looking him squarely in the eyes.
"And then play the man, if you care to live." I lingered there upon the outside for a moment, but for a moment only.
The advancing cloud of savages were already coming up the slope, gradually spreading out into the form of a fan.