Her intelligence told her this was only the lull before the storm, but her faith would not have it so.
She resumed her visits to the village, and upon one of these she encountered Tull.

He greeted her as he had before any trouble came between them, and she, responsive to peace if not quick to forget, met him halfway with manner almost cheerful.

He regretted the loss of her cattle; he assured her that the vigilantes which had been organized would soon rout the rustlers; when that had been accomplished her riders would likely return to her.
"You've done a headstrong thing to hire this man Lassiter," Tull went on, severely.

"He came to Cottonwoods with evil intent." "I had to have somebody.

And perhaps making him my rider may turn out best in the end for the Mormons of Cottonwoods." "You mean to stay his hand ?" "I do--if I can." "A woman like you can do anything with a man.