"And yet you rode up the hill after that laughing down to him! Ruth, you're the gamest sport and the best pal in the world. The finest little act I ever saw on the stage or off. It was Big Time stuff. My hat's off, but--where'd you get the nerve?" "I was frightened almost to death. Too much frightened for it to show. When I saw you, my strength came back." "But what do you think of him?" "He's--simply a savage. What do I think of an Indian?" "No more than that?" "Ben, can you pet a tiger after you've seen his claws?" He looked at her with anxiety. "You're not going to break down later on--feeling as if he's dynamite about to explode all the time?" "I'm going to play the game through," she said with a sort of fierce happiness. "I've felt like a sneak thief about this. But now it's different. He's more of a wolf than a man. Ben, I saw murder in his face, I swear! And if it isn't wrong to tame wild beasts it isn't wrong to tame him. I'm going to play the game, lead him as far as I can until we get the horses--and then it'll be easy enough to make up by being good the rest of my life." "Ruth--girl--you've covered the whole ground. And when you have the coin--" He broke off with laughter that was filled with drunken excitement. "But what did you think of my game?" She did not hear him, and standing with her hands clasped lightly behind her she looked beyond the roof of the house and over the tops of the western mountains, with the sun-haze about them. "I feel as if I were on the top of the world," she said at last. "And I wouldn't have one thing changed. We're playing for big stakes, but we're taking a chance that makes the game worth while. What we win we'll earn--because he's a devil. Isn't it what you'd call a fair bet?" "The squarest in the world," said Connor stoutly. _CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR_ They had no means of knowing when David would return and the ominous shadow of Joseph, lingering near the patio, determined Connor on a walk out of any possible earshot. They went down to the lake with the singing of the men on the other side of the hill growing dim as they descended. The cool of the day was beginning, and they walked close to the edge of the water with the brown treetrunks on one side and the green images floating beyond. Peace lay over Eden valley and the bright river that ran through it, but Ben Connor had no mind to dwell on unessentials. He had found in the girl an ally of unexpected strength. He expected only a difficult tool filled with scruples, drawing back, imperiling his plans with her hesitation. Instead, she was on fire with the plan. He thought well to fan that fire and keep it steadily blazing. "It's better for David; better for him than it is for us. Look at the poor fool! He's in prison here and doesn't know it. He thinks he's happy, but he's simply kidding himself. In six months I'll have him chatting with millionaires." "Let a barber do a day's work on him first."