Then she felt the chill of his lips as she pressed her own to them.

Startled, she looked up into his eyes.

And as he had done in the trail, so now Jolly Roger stood her away from him, and faced the Missioner.

In a cold, hard voice he told what had happened to Nada that evening, and of the barbarous effort Jed Hawkins had made to sell her to Mooney.

Then, from a pocket inside his shirt, he drew out a small, flat leather wallet, and thrust it in the little Missioner's hand.
"There's close to a thousand dollars in that," he said.