"You would not dare."
"I am innocent; you are the coward."
Then Whitley gave up and told how he had met Amy in Jonesville, and had taken her east to Buffalo, New York, where he had left her just before returning to Boyd City.
"Did you marry her?" asked Dick.
Whitley shrugged his shoulders. "I am not looking for a wife," he said.
"But was there no form of a ceremony?" persisted Dick.
Again Jim shrugged his shoulders. "It was not necessary."
It was Dick's turn to be agitated now; his hand played nervously on the handle of his revolver. But the other did not notice.
"Why did you leave her so soon?"
"I had business of importance at home," with a sneer.