Sheila fled down the trail toward the crossing without a parting word to Doubler, leaving him standing at the door squinting with amusement at her. But on the morrow she had returned, determined to discover something of Dakota, to learn something of his history since coming into the country, or at the least to see if she could not induce Doubler to disclose his real name. She was unsuccessful. Dakota had never taken Doubler into his confidence, and the information that she succeeded in worming from the nester was not more than he had already volunteered, or than Duncan had given her that day when they were seated on the edge of the butte overlooking the river. She was convinced that Doubler had told her all he knew, and she wondered at the custom which permitted friendship on the basis of such meager knowledge. She quickly grew to like Doubler. He showed a fatherly interest in her and always greeted her with a smile when during her rides she came to his cabin, or when she met him, as she did frequently, on the open range. His manner toward her was always cordial, and he seemed not to have a care. One morning, however, she rode up to the door of the cabin and Doubler's face was serious. He stood quietly in the doorway, watching her as she sat on her pony, not offering to assist her down as he usually did, and she knew instantly that something had happened to disturb his peace of mind. He did not invite her into the cabin. "Ma'am," he said, and Sheila detected regret in his voice, "I'm a heap sorry, but of course you won't be comin' here any more." "I don't see why!" returned Sheila in surprise. "I like to come here. But, of course, if you don't want me----" "It ain't that," he interrupted quickly. "I thought you knowed. But you don't, of course, or you wouldn't have come just now. Your dad an' Duncan was over to see me yesterday." "I didn't know that," returned Sheila. "But I can't see why a visit from father should----" "He's wantin' me to pull my freight out of the country," said Doubler "An' of course I ain't doin' it. Therefore I'm severin' diplomatic relations with your family." "I don't see why----" began Sheila, puzzled to understand why a mere visit on her father's part should have the result Doubler had announced. "Of course you don't," Doubler told her. "You're a woman an' don't understand such things. But in this country when a little owner has got some land which a big owner wants--an' can't buy--there's likely to be trouble. I ain't proved on my land yet, an' if your dad can run me off he'll be pretty apt to grab it somehow or other. But he ain't runnin' me off an' so there's a heap of trouble comin'. An' of course while there's trouble you won't be comin' here any more after this. Likely your dad wouldn't have it. I'm sorry, too. I like you a lot."