"What did you think of it?"
"I thought what others think, that Brown is an unspeakable cur."
"I can't tell you how keenly I feel for you in the matter, Miss Allen.
I would have given anything to have saved you from it."
"Would you? I'm not so sure that I would! You see, I'm just enough of a hero worshiper to be proud to have my name coupled in friendship with that of a great man."
"A great man!" repeated Enoch quietly, yet with a bitterness in his voice that wrung Diana's heart.
"Yes, Mr. Huntingdon," Diana's voice broke a little and she turned her head away.
The utter silence of the Canyon enveloped them.
At last Enoch said, "You have a big soul, Miss Allen, but you shall not sacrifice one smallest fragment of—of your perfection for me. If it is necessary for me to kill Brown, I shall do so."
Diana gasped, "Enoch!"
Enoch, at the sound of his name on her lips, touched her hand quickly and softly with his own, and as quickly drew it away, jumped to his feet and began to pace the trail.