So his real name's Ruenke?
Fine American name, I don't think! That man's a spy an' a plotter.

An' before he's another day older I'm goin' to corner him.

It's a sure go I can't hold Jake in any longer." To Lenore it was a further indication of her father's temper that when they went down to enter the car he addressed Nash in cool, careless, easy speech.

It made Lenore shiver.

She had heard stories of her father's early career among hard men.
Jake was there, dry, caustic, with keen, quiet eyes that any subtle, clever man would have feared.