We had a man with us whom Dan had taken while he was running from a posse, wounded, and kept him here until he was well, and--" "That's Dan," murmured Lee Haines.

"He's gold all through when a man's in trouble." "Shut up, Lee," cut in Buck.

He sat forward in his chair, drinking up her story.
"Go on." "This morning we saw the same posse skirting through the valley and knew that they were on the old trail.

Dan sent Gregg over the hills and rode Vic's horse down so that the posse would mistake him, and he could lead them out of the way.

I was afraid, terribly, I was afraid that if the posse got close and began shooting Dan would--" She stopped; her eyes begged them to understand.
"Go on," said Lee Haines, shuddering slightly.