13/15 There!" He had made up his mind to be abused, but he was reckless now that she was safe. "Then," said the spokesman quietly, "you didn't strike out for us on account of your sister ?" "She ain't my sister," said Clarence quickly. "She's a little girl. We were in the wagon and got down. I helped her down." The three men reined their horses closely round him, leaning forward from their saddles, with their hands on their knees and their heads on one side. |