Be our guest--our friend!" "You are a good special pleader," said she; "but you do not shake me in my purpose, and I hold to my terms.

It does not rest with you and me, but with another.

As I have told you--as we have both agreed--" "Then let us not speak her name," said I.
Again her eyes looked into mine, straight, large and dark.

Again the spell of her beauty rose all around me, enveloped me as I had felt it do before.

"You can not have Oregon, except through me," she said at last.
"You can not have--her--except through me!" "It is the truth," I answered.