"Of Hawk Kennedy. I feel that he's going to make trouble for us all, Mr. Nichols. I'm afraid. I always seem to feel things before they happen. Any man who could do what he did—murder!"
"There will be some way to get around him."
"But it's dangerous. I don't feel I've got the right to let you do this for me."
"Oh, yes, you have. I'd do it anyhow. It's only justice."
"But suppose he—suppose——"
"He might kill you, too."
Peter laughed. "Not a chance. You see, I wasn't born to die a violent death. If I had been, I'd have been dead months ago."
"Oh—the war, you mean?" she asked soberly.
"Yes—the war. Everything is tame after that. I'm not afraid of Hawk Kennedy."