I'm your friend--from your home town.

An' I ain't goin' to let a quarrel keep me from lookin' after you till you're safe at your uncle's." Helen turned her back upon him.

The tall hunter had just helped Bo off the car.

Then Helen looked up into a smooth bronzed face and piercing gray eyes.
"Are you Helen Rayner ?" he asked.
"Yes." "My name's Dale.

I've come to meet you." "Ah! My uncle sent you ?" added Helen, in quick relief.
"No; I can't say Al sent me," began the man, "but I reckon--" He was interrupted by Riggs, who, grasping Helen by the arm, pulled her back a step.
"Say, mister, did Auchincloss send you to meet my young friends here ?" he demanded, arrogantly.
Dale's glance turned from Helen to Riggs.