Standing there with his weight all on one foot, in that attitude which cowboys call "hipshot." Art Osgood! She was sure of it! Her hands clenched in her lap.

Art Osgood, at Nogales, Mexico.

Serving on the staff of General Kosterlisky.

Was the man mad, to stand there publicly before the merciless, revealing eye of a motion-picture camera?
Or did his vanity blind him to the risk he was taking?
The man at whom she sat glaring glanced sidewise at some person unseen; and Jean knew that glance, that turn of the head.

He smiled anew and lifted his American-made Stetson a few inches above his head and held it so in salute.