"Such as you needn't look far! There, there, Gelly, don't get mad! I'm sorry for you; indeed I am!"
"Then marry me!"
"Me marry you! With my social gifts! Ha, ha! You're crazy! But I'll tell you what I will do: I'll help you out of this place; I'll get you a berth in a swell saloon at Skagway, with a big rake-off on every bottle that's uncorked and every bird that's plucked through you!"
"And me tryin' to be decent! Curse it all, I will be decent! You shall marry me!"
"I'll strangle you first!"
"Take your hands off that woman!"
Turning, Raish confronted a young giant, and being a coward he obeyed. "I can't spoil her!" he sneered.
"What is the trouble?" Scarlett asked of Gelly.
"None of your business," she replied, with feminine ingratitude.
"Is this your husband?"