She was conscious of depression, of fear, yet as her glance encountered his, a sudden spirit of defiance caused her to stand erect.
"There are some women with whom you are not acquainted, Senor Cateras," she said quietly, desperation rendering her voice firm.

"And possibly I may prove one of them.

I am your prisoner it seems, yet I advise you not to go too far, or I may prove to be a dangerous one.

In the first place it might be well for you to remember that, helpless as I seem at present, I have friends--whatever befalls me will be known." "How known ?" his white teeth gleamed.

"Do you think what goes on here is published to the world?
If I should tell you the history of this secret valley it would take some of the defiance out of you, I imagine." "Then you reckon wrong, I am not afraid of you, and I believe in my friends.