The Indian had become the enemy for whose capture and for whose destruction her husband was now enlisted.

Deep down in her quiet, strong, self-controlled nature there burned a passion in which mingled the primitive animal instincts of the female, mate for mate, and mother for offspring.

Already her mind had leaped forward to the moment when this cunning, powerful plotter would be at death-grips with her husband and she not there to help.

With intensity of purpose and relentlessness of determination she focused the powers of her forceful and practical mind upon the problem engaging their thought.
With mind whetted to its keenest she listened to the men as they made and unmade their plans.

In ordinary circumstances the procedure of arrest would have been extremely simple.