“Tull wasn’t around when I broke loose. By now he’s likely on our trail with his riders.”
“Lassiter, you’re going into the Pass to hide till all this storm blows over?”
“I reckon that’s Jane’s idea. I’m thinkin’ the storm’ll be a powerful long time blowin’ over. I was comin’ to join you in Surprise Valley. You’ll go back now with me?”
“No. I want to take Bess out of Utah. Lassiter, Bess found gold in the valley. We’ve a saddle-bag full of gold. If we can reach Sterling—”
“Man! how’re you ever goin’ to do that? Sterlin’ is a hundred miles.”
“My plan is to ride on, keeping sharp lookout. Somewhere up the trail we’ll take to the sage and go round Cottonwoods and then hit the trail again.”
“It’s a bad plan. You’ll kill the burros in two days.”
“Then we’ll walk.”
“That’s more bad an’ worse. Better go back down the Pass with me.”
“Lassiter, this girl has been hidden all her life in that lonely place,” went on Venters. “Oldring’s men are hunting me. We’d not be safe there any longer. Even if we would be I’d take this chance to get her out. I want to marry her. She shall have some of the pleasures of life—see cities and people. We’ve gold—we’ll be rich. Why, life opens sweet for both of us. And, by Heaven! I’ll get her out or lose my life in the attempt!”