So one night, seeing that I was gone, I took Chitty on Pleading, girl's face and all, and screwed it shut, tight and fast in the letter-press.

I allowed she couldn't get out of there! Then I pulled my freight.

I punched a burro into Heart's Desire, two hundred miles, just as you did.

I have lived here, just as you have.

No life, no trouble, no woman--why, you know, this is Heart's Desire!" "It was," said I; "God bless it." "And amen! We'd all have been in the Army, or burglary, or outlawry, if it hadn't been for Heart's Desire.