"He shall!"
"He must die."
"Nothing less than death!"
"That's it. His crime must meet with the proper punishment. But what, think you, took him to America?"
"Time will tell, but I believe she sent him."
"Belle Demona?"
"Yes, Demon Bella," and the face of Stareyes seemed to lose every vestige of color. "I could have strangled her on the ranch despite her dogs and her agility. She is on the watch all the time, but I had her for half an hour at my mercy, though she knew it not. I could have thrown a snake from the bush into her bed, and they would have found her a bloated corpse in the morning, but I did not. I could have shot Merle to-night, but I withheld my hand."
"Don't do it again, girl. We may be too lenient."
"Just so. I will strike soon."
Stareyes went over to a corner and sat down.