"My God!"
"Make a sacrifice of her to the Lord! Let Ermie take her endowments, and the Church and I will believe ye're true to the faith of Joseph Smith, the prophet, and Hyrum, his brother."
To this Tranyon makes no reply for one second. Then he mutters suddenly and brokenly: "Tell them I'll pay my tithing with the Utah Central stock."
"At fifty?"
"Yes, at any figure they like; only, for God's sake, leave my daughter out of this business. I'll bring it with me!"
"Ah, that 'ere stock's down here!" says Kruger suddenly. "Now you're coming round, bishop, to the demands of the Church, I'll tell you some good news I have for you. They're goin' to make you a missionary to England!"
"Aha! before the election in the Utah Central?"
"Yes; the Church will vote the rest of yer stock for ye."
"But my daughter!" falters Travenion. "I can't leave her!"
"Don't have no fear for her, bishop! I'll look after her as if she was my own." And Kruger's orbs light with sudden passion. "I've been keepin' my eyes on her. She's a——"