"There is no sense in not facing situations squarely. If there is a way out, that is the only method by which it may be found."
"True," I agreed, my admiration growing. "And yourself; will he kill you, too?"
"He will not. He does not dare!" she cried, proudly, with a flash of the eyes.
I was not so sure of that, but there was no object in saying so.
"Why has he tied you in that chair, then, along with the condemned?" I asked.
"You will understand better if I tell you who I am."
"You are his deceased partner's daughter; and everybody thinks you are in Europe," I stated.
"How in the world did you know that? But no matter; it is true. I embarked three months ago on the Limited for New York intending, as you say, to go on a long trip to Europe. My father and I had been alone in the world. We were very fond of each other. I took no companion, nor did I intend to. I felt quite independent and able to take care of myself. At the last moment Mr. Hooper boarded the train. That was quite unexpected. He was on his way to the ranch. He persuaded me to stop over for a few days to decide some matters. You know, since my father's death I am half owner."
"Whole owner," I murmured.
"What did you say?"