"Everything's the matter! Are you goin' to put a man she hates out
there watchin' her."
"Damn you, Daniels," said Haines fiercely, "you're rolling up a long
account, but it only takes a bullet to collect that sort of a bill!"
"If it hadn't been for Haines, would the girl's father be here?" asked
Buck. "Besides, she don't like blonds."
"What type does she like?" asked Silent, enjoying the quarrel between
his lieutenant and the recruit.
"Likes 'em with dark hair an' eyes," said Buck calmly. "Look at me,
for instance!"
Even Haines smiled, though his lips were white with anger.
"D'you want to stand guard over her yourself?" said the chief.
"Sure," grinned Buck, "maybe she'd come out an' pass the time o' night
with me."
"Go ahead and take the job," nodded Silent. "I got an idea maybe she
will."
"Silent," warned Haines, "hasn't it occurred to you that there's
something damned queer about the ease with which Buck slid into the
favour of the girl?"
"Well?"
"All his talk about manhandling her is bunk. He had some message for
her. I saw him speak to her when she was struggling in his arms. Then
she conveniently fainted."
Silent turned on Buck.
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