Perhaps I ain't well known hereabouts, but back up North there's Mormons who'd rest uneasy in their graves at the idea of me sittin' to table with you." "I dare say.

But--will you do it, anyway ?" she asked.
"Mebbe you have a brother or relative who might drop in an' be offended, an' I wouldn't want to--" "I've not a relative in Utah that I know of.

There's no one with a right to question my actions." She turned smilingly to Venters.

"You will come in, Bern, and Lassiter will come in.

We'll eat and be merry while we may." "I'm only wonderin' if Tull an' his men'll raise a storm down in the village," said Lassiter, in his last weakening stand.
"Yes, he'll raise the storm--after he has prayed," replied Jane.