No wonder this woman felt that every hand was turned against her. Kid
Wolf's eyes blazed.
"Won't the law help yo'?" he demanded.
"There isn't any law," said the woman bitterly. "Now you understand why I fired at you. I was desperate—nearly frantic with grief. I hardly knew what I was doing."
"Well, just go back home to yo' ranch, ma'am. I don't think yo' need to sell it."
"But I can't run the S Bar alone!"
"Yo' won't have to. I'll bring yo' ridahs back. Will I find them in
San Felipe?"
"I think so," said the woman, astonished. "But they won't come."
"Oh, yes, they will," said The Kid politely.
"But I can't ranch without cattle."
"I'll get them back fo' yo'."