Though she now and then chafed at it, she loved the man's pride, and what he could win by force she would not have him purchase with the money that she could give him.

She fancied, however, that if she chose to exert her strength she could sweep away all the resolutions he had formed; and she made a little of her power felt as she turned and looked at him.
"You feel that you must fight this thing out with such weapons as you have ?" she asked.

"I suppose you wouldn't allow your friends to provide you with more efficient ones?
I know I have suggested as much already, and you would not listen, but it would make success so much easier." It was not remarkably explicit, but Weston, to some extent at least, understood what she had implied, and he gazed at her with a curious kindling in his eyes.

She leaned forward in her chair, wonderfully alluring, with a suggestive softness in her face, and he felt his resolution deserting him.

It was clear to the girl, who watched every change of his expression, that the issue of the moment was in her hands, and had he told her that the rest of the struggle he was engaged in would be fought out in the snow-bound ranges where men not infrequently died, she would have exerted all her strength.