“They got away, didn't they?” she asked.
“They got away—for the present,” he answered grimly. “But we're still hunting them.”
“Can't you let the law take its course, Mr. Danke? Is it necessary to do this terrible thing?”
“Don't you worry any about it, Miss Kinney. This ain't a woman's job. I'll attend to it.”
“But my friends,” she reminded him.
“We ain't intending to hurt them any. Come, I'll see you home. You staying at the hotel?”
“I don't know. I haven't made any arrangements yet.”
“Well, we'll go make them now.”
But she did not move. “I'm not going in till I know how this comes out.”
He was a man used to having his own brutal way, one strong by nature, with strength increased by the money upon which he rode rough-shod to success.