But for him, I'd be--" "Yes," answered Claire, over her shoulder, as she hurried on her errand.

"It was 'rotten.' And more than that.

I kept trying to signal you to stop.

You'll you'll give him work, here, won't you, please ?" "We'll talk about that, afterward," he said, ungraciously.

"I suppose it's the only thing a white man can do, after the chap risked his life for me, to-night.