But you damaged enough property to place you on the wrong side of the law, Mr.Green.Not one of those shacks can be gotten out of the gulch except in pieces!" Andy smiled inside his soul, but his face was bewildered; his eyes fixed themselves blankly upon her face.

"Me?
Damaging property?
Miss Hallman, you don't know me yet!" Which was perfectly true.

"What shacks are you talking about?
In what gulch?
All the shacks I've seen so far have been stuck up on bald pinnacles where the blizzards will hit 'em coming and going next winter." He glanced again at Miss Allen with a certain sympathetic foretaste of what she would suffer next winter if she stayed in her shack.
"Don't try to play innocent, Mr.Green." Florence Grace Hallman drew her brows together.

"We all know perfectly well who dragged those shacks off the claims last night." "Don't you mean that you think you know?
I'm afraid you've kinda taken it for granted I'd be mixed up in any deviltry you happened to hear about.

I've got in bad with you--I know that--but just the same, I hate to be accused of everything that takes place in the country.