"It iss crime!" "We'll call him to account," interrupted Carlisle.

"Why did you stop us?
We'd have killed him the next minute.

I'll kill him yet." "I was afraid you _would_ kill him," she said simply.
"Well, why not?
What has he done to us,--our men,--to you ?" "I could not see it done." "You'll see worse done.

We'll do it yet.

You must not stand in our way." His hand closed over his own revolver butt, and he made a half motion forward.
"No!" she said, and stepped before him.
Carlisle would have put her aside.