3/27 I've seen the time when a hard fist was worth more than a preacher and his prayers." He was chuckling delightedly as they turned back to the train. "The baggage is arranged for," he added. "They'll put us off together at the Frenchman's." David had slipped the thin packet into his pocket. He no longer felt so keenly the desire to tell Father Roland about the woman--at least not at the present time. |