"She'll be glad enough to be with your sister again; and there's no fear of her being touched there." "But I want to put an end to that, too," returned Riggs sharply.

"I do not choose to have my sister any longer implicated with OUR confederate or YOUR mistress.

No more of that--you understand me ?" The two men had been standing side by side, leaning against the chimney.

Chivers now faced his companion, his full lips wreathed into an evil smile.
"I think I understand you, Mr.Jack Riggs, or--I beg your pardon--Rivers, or whatever your real name may be," he began slowly.
"Sadie Collinson, the mistress of Judge Godfrey Chivers, formerly of Kentucky, was good enough company for you the day you dropped down upon us in our little house in the hollow of Galloper's Ridge.

We were living quite an idyllic, pastoral life there, weren't we ?--she and me; hidden from the censorious eye of society and--Collinson, obeying only the voice of Nature and the little birds.