They knew that it was sincere repentance, and that from then, henceforth, if his life was spared, he would be a different man. The truer depths of his nature were touched; the crust of wickedness was broken, never again to heal over.
"And this Meagreson—do you know nothing of his future plans?" at length asked Poynter, looking up.
"Unless he should hear from me, he was to meet me at the 'Twin Points' Friday night."
"Then you think he will come?"
"I have no doubt of it," was the assured reply. "He will be too anxious to learn the latest news not to come."
"Good! he will probably meet visitors he does not expect," cried Crees.
"That he will! Unless he fails, we will have him at our own terms, and then—"
"And then!" echoed the outlaw.