“Not entirely. Part of the time I examine irrigation projects and report on their feasibility. I have been known to build dams and bore tunnels.” “And what of the young ladies you reclaim? Do you bore them?” she asked saucily. “I understand they have hitherto always found me very entertaining,” he claimed boldly, his smiling eyes on her. “Indeed!” “But young ladies are peculiar. Sometimes we think we're entertaining them when we ain't.” “I'm sure you are right.” “And other times they're interested when they pretend they're not.” “It must be comforting to your vanity to think that,” she said coldly. For his words had recalled similar ones spoken by him twenty-four hours earlier, which in turn had recalled his unpardonable sin. The lieutenant of rangers appeared over the hill and descended into the draw. Miss Kinney went to meet him. “He got away?” she asked. “Yes, ma'am. I lost him in some of these hollows, or rather I never found him. I'm going to take my hawss and swing round in a circle.” “What are you going to do with me?” she smiled. “I been thinking that the best thing would be for you to go to the Mal Pais mines with Mr. Neill.” “Who is Mr. Neill?” “The gentleman over there by the fire.” “Must I go with him? I should feel safer in your company, lieutenant.” “You'll be safe enough in his, Miss Kinney.” “You know me then?” she asked. “I've seen you at Fort Lincoln. You were pointed out to me once as a new teacher.” “But I don't want to go to the Mal Pais mines. I want to go to Fort Lincoln. As to this gentleman, I have no claims on him and shall not trouble him to burden himself with me.” Steve laughed. “I don't reckon he would think, it a terrible burden, ma'am. And about the Mal Pais--this is how it is. Fort Lincoln is all of sixty miles from here as the crow flies. The mines are about seventeen. My notion was you could get there and take the stage to-morrow to your town.” “What shall I do for a horse?” “I expect Mr. Neill will let you ride his. He can walk beside the hawss.” “That won't do at all. Why should I put him to that inconvenience? I'll walk myself.” The ranger flashed his friendly smile at her. He had an instinct that served him with women. “Any way that suits you and him suits me. I'm right sorry that I've got to leave you and take out after that hound Struve, but you may take my word for it that this gentleman will look after you all right and bring you safe to the Mal Pais.” “He is a stranger to me. I've only met him once and on that occasion not pleasantly. I don't like to put myself under an obligation to him. But of course if I must I must.” “That's the right sensible way to look at it. In this little old world we got to do a heap we don't want to do. For instance, I'd rather see you to the Mal Pais than hike over the hills after this fellow,” he concluded gallantly. Neill, who had been packing the coffee-pot and the frying-pan, now sauntered forward with his horse.