She had believed many a hard story about me and had cared for me in spite of them.

I remembered, then, that she had broken her promise, she had tempted me, led me to kiss her, made a fool out of me.

I remembered, also how I had threatened her.

This intrusion of mine was the wild cowboy's vengeance.
I verily believed she thought I was drunk.

I must have looked pretty hard and fierce, bursting into her room with that big gun in hand.