She scorned me.
She told me how her brother Spencer an' his friends had established guilt of mine that had driven her from me.
"I went back to Dodge to have a little quiet smoke with these men who had ruined me.

They were gone.

The trail led to Colorado.

Nearly a year later I rounded them all up in a big wagon-train post north of Denver.
Another brother of my wife's, an' her father, had come West, an' by accident or fate we all met there.

We had a family quarrel.