I dress his wounded ankle and discover he must have some medicine.

I get old Copperhead to ride back with me for it.

You wait here and arrest him without trouble." The two men looked at each other, then at her, with a gentle admiring pity.

The plan was simplicity itself and undoubtedly eliminated the elements of danger which the Inspector's possessed.

It had, however, one fatal defect.
"Fine, Mandy!" said her husband, reaching across the table and patting her hand that lay clenched upon the cloth.