The words of Whiskey Dick, "He wouldn't stand that," flashed across her mind.

There was no time to lose.

The banker had already gained control over his horse, and was approaching them, all unconscious of the fixed stare with which George was regarding him.

Christie hastily seized the hand which he had allowed to fall at his side, and said quickly:-- "Will you ride with me a little way, Mr.Kearney ?" He turned the same searching look upon her.

She met it clearly and steadily; he even thought reproachfully.
"Do!" she said hurriedly.