I will return this revolver to-morrow." "And the first thing I do with it will be to use it on you," said Henry Jameson.
"I'll report that threat to the police, so that they can see you properly hanged if you do," retorted the Harvester, as he followed the girl.
"Where is his gun ?" he asked as he overtook her.

When he reached the house he told her to watch the door.

He went inside, broke the lock from the gun in the corner, found the trunk, and swinging it to his shoulder, passed Henry Jameson and went back through the woods.

The Harvester set the trunk in the wagon, helped the Girl in, and returned for the load he had dropped at her call.

Then he took the lines and started for Onabasha.
The Girl beside him was almost fainting.