It is true we broke jail, but only in order to save our lives; it was the only way.

Technically, we are outlaws, and now run the risk of immediate re-arrest by returning north of the Arkansas.

We came to you fugitives; I was charged with murder, the negro with assault.

So, you see, Miss Hope, the desperate class of men you are now associating with." The slight bitterness in his tone stung the girl into resentment.

She was looking straight at him, but in the gloom he could not discern the expression of her eyes.
"I don't believe it," she exclaimed decisively, "you--you do not look like that!" "My appearance may be sufficient to convince you," he returned, rather dryly, "but would weigh little before a Western court.