“What did you do?”

“I did not have an opportunity to do much except save his life.”

“Save his life?”

“Yes.”

“How?”

“I kept him from being bored by a bullet from Bill Higgins’ gun.”

“How did you do so much?”

“I spoiled Higgins’ aim.”

“Well, that was most remarkable! I presume you expect him to show the utmost gratitude for a service that any man might render another!”

She snapped her fingers toward Frank, laughing scornfully: