He stood a little to one side of Taggart, and he spoke slowly and distinctly: "Taggart," he said; "meet my boss, Betty Clayton." He smiled grimly at the consternation in Betty's face, at the black rage in Dade's.
"I have already had the honor of meeting Mr.Taggart," said Betty coldly.

"If that is what you--" She caught a glance from Calumet and subsided.
Taggart was deeply amused; he guffawed loudly.
"That's rich," he said.

"Why, man, I've knowed her ever since she's been here.

Me an' her's pretty well acquainted.

In fact--" "Well, now; that's odd," cut in Calumet dryly.
"What is ?" questioned Taggart quickly, noting his tone.
"That I didn't remember," said Calumet.
"Remember what ?" inquired Taggart.
"That I heard you gassin' about Betty to your Red Dog friends.