And on the moment I can conceive of little I wouldn't do to gain that end." How much better and freer Jane felt after that confession! She meant to show him that there was one Mormon who could play a game or wage a fight in the open.
"I reckon," said Lassiter, and he laughed.
It was the best in her, if the most irritating, that Lassiter always aroused.
"Will you come ?" She looked into his eyes, and for the life of her could not quite subdue an imperiousness that rose with her spirit.

"I never asked so much of any man--except Bern Venters." "'Pears to me that you'd run no risk, or Venters, either.

But mebbe that doesn't hold good for me." "You mean it wouldn't be safe for you to be often here?
You look for ambush in the cottonwoods ?" "Not that so much." At this juncture little Fay sidled over to Lassiter.
"Has oo a little dirl ?" she inquired.
"No, lassie," replied the rider.
Whatever Fay seemed to be searching for in Lassiter's sun-reddened face and quiet eyes she evidently found.

"Oo tan tom to see me," she added, and with that, shyness gave place to friendly curiosity.

First his sombrero with its leather band and silver ornaments commanded her attention; next his quirt, and then the clinking, silver spurs.