"Damn you, Daniels," said Haines fiercely, "you're rolling up a long account, but it only takes a bullet to collect that sort of a bill!"
"If it hadn't been for Haines, would the girl's father be here?" asked
Buck. "Besides, she don't like blonds."
"What type does she like?" asked Silent, enjoying the quarrel between his lieutenant and the recruit.
"Likes 'em with dark hair an' eyes," said Buck calmly. "Look at me, for instance!"
Even Haines smiled, though his lips were white with anger.
"D'you want to stand guard over her yourself?" said the chief.
"Sure," grinned Buck, "maybe she'd come out an' pass the time o' night with me."
"Go ahead and take the job," nodded Silent. "I got an idea maybe she will."
"Silent," warned Haines, "hasn't it occurred to you that there's something damned queer about the ease with which Buck slid into the favour of the girl?"
"Well?"