I told her I didn't have any part in that miners' meeting affair." "Huh! What's the matter with you?
It was all your doing." "I know it was, but I didn't aim it at her.

I wanted that ground next to Lee's, and I wanted to throw a jolt into Old Man Gale.

I couldn't let the girl stand in my way; but now that it's over, I'm willing to be friends with her." "Me, too," said Runnion, looking after Necia as her figure diminished up the street.

"By Heaven! She's as graceful as a fawn; she's white, too.

Nobody would ever know she was a breed." "She's a good girl," said Stark, musingly, in a gentle tone that Runnion had never heard before.
"Getting kind of mushy, ain't you?
I thought you had passed that stage, old man." "No, I don't like her in that way." "Well, I do, and I'm dead sore on that soldier." "She's not your kind," said Stark.