"You're not under arrest. Miss Cullison says her father has no charge to bring against you." "Good of him." "So you can light a shuck soon as you want to." "Which won't be in any hurry." "Don't make any mistake. Luck Cullison is a dangerous man when he is roused." The sheepman looked at the ranger with opaque stony eyes. "If Luck Cullison is looking for me he is liable to find me, and he won't have to go into the hills to hunt me either." Bucky understood perfectly. According to the code of the frontier no man could let himself be driven from town by the knowledge that another man was looking for him with a gun. There are in the Southwest now many thousands who do not live by the old standard, who are anchored to law and civilization as a protection against primitive passions. But Fendrick was not one of these. He had deliberately gone outside of the law in his feud with the cattleman. Now he would not repudiate the course he had chosen and hedge because of the danger it involved. He was an aspirant to leadership among the tough hard-bitted denizens of the sunbaked desert. That being so, he had to see his feud out to a fighting finish if need be. "There are points about this case you have overlooked," Bucky told him. "Maybe so. But the important one that sticks out like a sore thumb is that no man living can serve notice on me to get out of town because he is coming on the shoot." "Luck didn't serve any such notice. All his daughter knows is that he is hot under the collar. Look at things reasonably, Cass. You've caused that young lady a heap of trouble already. Are you going to unload a lot more on her just because you want to be pigheaded. Only a kid struts around and hollers 'Who's afraid?' No, it's up to you to pull out, not because of Luck Cullison but on account of his daughter." "Who is such a thorough friend of mine," the sheepman added with his sardonic grin. "What do you care about that? She's a girl. I don't know the facts, but I can guess them. She and Luck will stand pat on what they promised you. Don't you owe her something for that? Seems to me a white man wouldn't make her any more worry." "It's because I am a white man that I can't dodge a fight when it's stacked up for me, Bucky." He said it with a dogged finality that was unshaken, but O'Connor made one more effort. "Nobody will know why you left." "I would know, wouldn't I? I've got to go right on living with myself. I tell you straight I'm going to see it out." Bucky's jaw clamped. "Not if I know it. You're under arrest." Fendrick sat up in surprise. "What for?" he demanded angrily. "For robbing the W. & S. Express Company." "Hell, Bucky. You don't believe that." "Never mind what I believe. There's some evidence against you--enough to justify me." "You want to get me out of Cullison's way. That's all." "If you like to put it so." "I won't stand for it. That ain't square."