"Never mind me," she murmured. "I'm all right now!… But, oh!—"
She broke off eloquently.
"Was it you who had the cowboys pull me off him? Jake said, as he broke me loose, 'For Miss Lenore's sake!'"
"It was dad who sent them. But I begged him to."
"That was Glidden, the I.W.W. agitator and German agent.… He—just the same as murdered my father.… He burned my wheat—lost my all!"
"Yes, I—I know, Kurt," whispered Lenore.
"I meant to kill him!"
"That was easy to tell.… Oh, thank God, you did not!… Come, don't let us stop." She could not face the piercing, gloomy eyes that went through her.
"Why should you care?.… Some one will have to kill Glidden."
"Oh, do not talk so," she implored. "Surely, now you're glad you did not?"