He would send Pierrot at once for Father Grotin at his mission seventy miles to the west.

He would marry Nepeese--yes, marry her! That would tickle Pierrot.

And he would be alone with Nepeese while Pierrot was gone for the missioner.
This thought flamed McTaggart's blood like strong whisky.

There was no thought in his hot and unreasoning brain of what Nepeese might say--of what she might think.

His hand clenched, and he laughed harshly as there flashed on him for an instant the thought that perhaps Pierrot would not want to give her up.