"
"But he promised my father--" began Kate, and then stopped, flushing.
If her father was right in diagnosing Dan's character, this was the
most critical day in his life, for there he stood surrounded by armed
men. If there were anything wild in his nature it would be brought out
that day. She was almost glad the time of trial had come.
She said: "How about the guns, Mr. Morgan?"
"If you want them collected and put away for a while," offered Lee
Haines, "I'll do what I can to help you!"
Her smile of thanks set his blood tingling. His glance lingered a
little too long, a little too gladly, and she coloured slightly.
"Miss Cumberland," said Haines, "may I introduce myself? My name is
Lee."
She hesitated. The manners she had learned in the Eastern school
forbade it, but her Western instinct was truer and stronger. Her hand
went out to him.
"I'm very glad to know you, Mr. Lee."
"All right, stranger," said Morgan, who in the meantime had been
shifting from one foot to the other and estimating the large chances
of failure in this attempt to collect the guns, "if you're going to
help me corral the shootin' irons, let's start the roundup."
The girl went with them.
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