CHAPTER XVII
EARTH’S RETRIBUTION
Steele Weir crossed the cabin to Janet’s side.
“You are unhurt?” he asked, his eyes scanning her face anxiously.
“Yes. And, oh, how glad I am you came!” she cried, low. “I knew you would not fail me if you but learned of my plight; but it’s wonderful you should be here so soon. I prayed every minute of my ride that Juanita would find and tell you.”
“I couldn’t come half as fast as I wished.” His smile assured and cheered her. Then as his glance fell on her wrists, still red and creased from being bound, he exclaimed, “What’s this? Let me see.” And he caught and lifted her hands to look.
“He had you tied?” Weir’s gaze moved away to Sorenson.
“Yes. Hands and feet.”
“All the way? All the long ride?”