"Yes, I like your company at present better than your absence," Glen confessed. "I know just where you are, and that you can do no mischief while you are under my charge. If I should let you go now it would be an injustice to others. You must settle this affair with my father, and you know what that will mean."
"I'm not worryin' about yer dad, or anyone else," Curly replied. "He'll have all he can attend to without botherin' about me. Most likely he's in a hotter place now than ever he struck on earth."
Into Glen's eyes leaped an expression of wild fear, as the meaning of
Curly's words dawned upon her.
"Ye understand?" Curly sneered. "Two can play at this game, remember, an' mebbe more'n two."
"Was that your partner who followed my father?"
"Sure. It was Dan, an' he means business."
"What business?"
"Oh, Dan'll tell ye when he comes back."
"Do you mean that he intends to shoot my father and Mr. Reynolds?"
"Mr. Reynolds!" Curly mockingly repeated. "Yes, Mr. Reynolds, too."