Stepping to the door, Joe saw a white man, whose dark, keen, handsome face seemed familiar.

Yet Joe knew he had never seen this stalwart man.
"A word with you," said the stranger.

His tone was curt, authoritative, as that of a man used to power.
"As many as you like.

Who are you ?" "I am Isaac Zane.

Are you Wetzel's companion, or the renegade Deering ?" "I am not a renegade any more than you are.