Melissy came to him with flashing eyes. “Why didn’t you get here sooner?” she panted, as if she had been running; for the blind rage was strong in her.
His anger burst out to meet hers. “I wish I had!” he cried, with a furious oath.
“He insulted me. He laughed at me, and taunted me—and kissed me!”
Jack nodded. “I saw. If I had only had my rifle with me! Who was he?”
“He wore a mask. But I knew him. It was Dunc Boone.” 206
“With the Roaring Fork gang?”
“I don’t know. Is he one of them?”
“I’ve been thinking so for years.”
“They must have known about our picnic. But what do they want with Mr. West?”
“He’s one of the world’s richest men.”