“So that’s what the fire was, eh?” muttered Briggs. “We could see it from here.”
“Nice little blaze, eh?” laughed Angel. “Oh, they’ll all remember me. I paid him back, the greaser. Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! This is good!”
“And they’ll hang you so damned high——!” exclaimed Briggs.
“Hang me? I wasn’t born to be hung, Roper.”
“But don’t yuh realize what this will mean?” asked Langley. “They’ll know you took her, Angel.”
“How will they? Nobody seen me. They’ll think she burned in the fire. Oh, I was sure she was alone. I seen Mrs. Parker in the store. That house was half-burned before anybody discovered it, I’ll bet.”
Langley shrugged his shoulders helplessly.
“Go and take her back, Angel. Sneak around and leave her in town. If they come here after you, it’ll give yuh a chance to make a getaway.”
“The hell yuh say! Give her up? You must think I’m crazy.”
“You can’t keep her here, Angel.”