She is a sweet child, and an orphan.

She merits a far better man than you; and, bound as I am to give her to you, I am deeply bound to myself and to her, to make you as worthy of her as possible, and to give her as many chances for happiness as I can." An incredulous smile played for a second upon the lips of the outlaw, succeeded quickly, however, by the savage expression, which, from being that most congenial to his feelings, had become that most habitual to his face.
"I can not be deceived by words like these," was his reply, as he stepped quickly from under the boughs which had sheltered them and made toward the house.
"Think not to pursue this matter, Guy, on your life.

I will not permit it; not now, at least, if I have to strike for the youth myself." Thus spoke the landlord, as he advanced in the same direction.

Both were deeply roused, and, though not reckless alike, Munro was a man quite as decisive in character as his companion was ferocious and vindictive.
What might have been the result of their present position, had it not undergone a new interruption, might not well be foreseen.

The sash of one of the apartments of the building devoted to the family was suddenly thrown up, and a soft and plaintive voice, accompanying the wandering and broken strains of a guitar, rose sweetly into song upon the ear.
"'Tis Lucy--the poor girl! Stay, Guy, and hear her music.