“Yes, there’s a chance for this one; he’ll come round, I guess.”
“I don’t know that he’s much worth the saving; he looks a regular scalawag.”
“How can you say that—a human life!”
Hollis looked down at the sand, abashed.
“Couldn’t I go over there for a moment?” Eve said, still excitedly watching the distant group.
“Better not.”
“Tell me just how Paul did it, then?” she asked. “For of course it was he, the Indians don’t know anything.”
“Well, I can’t say how exactly. He brought him in.”
“Isn’t he wonderful!”