But no--by the splendor of God! The big fellow was baring his head with a hand that was unsteady.
The Angel pulled one of the long silver pins from her hat and fastened her flowers securely.
Freckles was quaking.

What was to come next?
What was she planning, and oh! did she understand the danger of her presence among those men; the real necessity for action?
As the Angel stepped from Jack, she turned her head to one side and peered at him, quite as Freckles had seen the little yellow fellow do on the line a hundred times, and said: "Well, that does the trick! Isn't that fine?
See how it sets him off, boys?
Don't you forget the tie is to be red, and the first ride soon.

I can't wait very long.

Now I must go.
The Bird Woman will be ready to start, and she will come here hunting me next, for she is busy today.

What did I come here for anyway ?" She glanced inquiringly around, and several of the men laughed.