But she has forgotten to act now, and scorn is in her eye, hatred in her voice, and loathing in her shudder. She says hoarsely: "Back! don't dare to sully me by the touch of your finger! I loathe you as I do your iniquitous church!"
"Ye blasphemer!" he cries. "This is the second time. I'll be hard on ye now, an' bring ye down from yer high horse. Where's that stock of the Utah Central?"
"Find it!" jeers Erma.
"I will!" he answers, "and then I'll make ye sorry ye turned yer nose up at Lot Kruger!"
Raising his voice, he shouts: "Sheriff, come in an' take yer prisoner, an' make a search of her baggage! She's got the stolen goods with her, I reckon!"
A second later the girl is placed under arrest.
But a quick though thorough search of the baggage she has with her, shows that the Utah Central stock, that Kruger knows the Mormon Church must have, is not in her possession.
He says: "Sheriff, step off a leetle; I'll reason with this child, to see if I can't get from her the locality of the stolen goods."
So, coming to her again, he mutters: "Ye'd better take things reasonable, an' tell me where that ar' stock is! I will know!"
But she laughs in his face, and cries: "Find it!"