It was strangely new and pleasing to have some one thinking of him in that way.
He had not intended to go openly into the lighted avenue.

From the moment he had plunged out into the night after Quade, his fighting blood was roused.

He had subdued it while with Joanne, but his determination to find Quade and have a settlement with him had grown no less.

He told himself that he was one of the few men along the line whom it would be difficult for Quade to harm in other than a physical way.

He had no business that could be destroyed by the other's underground methods, and he had no job to lose.