Venters read her mind--felt the reaction of her noble heart--saw the joy she was beginning to feel at the happiness of others.
And suddenly blinded, choked by his emotions, he turned from her also.
He knew what she would do presently; she would make some magnificent amend for her anger; she would give some manifestation of her love; probably all in a moment, as she had loved Milly Erne, so would she love Elizabeth Erne.
"'Pears to me, folks, that we'd better talk a little serious now," remarked Lassiter, at length.

"Time flies." "You're right," replied Venters, instantly.

"I'd forgotten time--place--danger.

Lassiter, you're riding away.

Jane's leaving Withersteen House ?" "Forever," replied Jane.
"I fired Withersteen House," said Lassiter.
"Dyer ?" questioned Venters, sharply.
"I reckon where Dyer's gone there won't be any kidnappin' of girls." "Ah! I knew it.