Jack Newman heaved a sigh.
"Well," he said, "Kut-le, will you and Rhoda come down to the monastery with us and be married?" His young niece was solemn.
"Yes," answered Kut-le, "if Rhoda is agreed."
Rhoda's face still wore the look of exaltation.
"I will come!" she said.
Kut-le did not let his glance rest on her, but turned to Billy.
"Mr. Porter," he said courteously, "will you come to my wedding?"
Billy looked dazed. He stared from Kut-le to Rhoda, and Rhoda smiled at him. His last defense was down.
"I'll be there, thanks!" he said.
"There is a side trail that we can take my horses down," said Kut-le.