I'm glad you're over it," he added.

He sheathed his pistol.

"I reckon we'll be goin'," he said.

"Betty'll begin to believe I'm lost." Dade followed him to the wagon, meekly enough now that he had received unmistakable proof that Taggart was Calumet's "game," and shortly afterward the wagon pulled out of Lazette and struck the trail toward the Lazy Y..