“Well, I thought it was; but then, you were always a cranky piece, full of odd notions.”
“Then you know that I have promised to rescue the girl from her present dangerous situation?”
“Yes, of course I do,” replied Kendrick; “don’t I tell you that I heard the whole thing as you talked it over?”
“Do you know why I wish to save the girl from Girty?”
“No, unless you’ve got the milk of human kindness so strong in your breast that it urges you to save the gal, ’cos she’s in a tight place,” said the renegade, thoughtfully.
“No, it is not that.”
“What then?”
“I love the same man that she does.”
“Jerusalem!” cried Kendrick, in wonder.
“It is the truth.”