“You mean this young feller, Harvey Winthrop?”
“Yes.”
“Does he care any thing about you?”
“How can he when he is in love with this girl?”
“Yes, that’s true.”
“That is the reason that I wish to take her from here.”
The renegade looked at Kate in wonder.
“I don’t understand,” he said, in utter amazement. “You say that you love the feller, and yet you are going to give your rival to him.”
“Oh, how dull you are!” cried Kate, impatiently.
“Well I may be,” said Kendrick, doggedly. “Anyway, I can’t make head nor tail out of your words. If you love the young feller and want him, I should think that giving him the girl that he likes better than he does you, was jist the way not to get him.”