"
"I'm glad there isn't going to be any more trouble between you
and the Lazy D. And that reminds me of another thing. I've often
wonered who those men could have been that attacked you the day
you were hurt."
She had asked the question almost carelessly, without any thought
that this might be something he wished to conceal, but she
recognized her mistake by the wariness that filmed his eyes
instantly.
"Room there for a right interesting guessing contest," he
replied.
"You wouldn't need to guess," she charged, on swift impulse.
"Meaning that I know?"
"You do know. You can't deny that you now."
"Well, say that I know?"
"Aren't you going to tell?"
He shook his head. "Not just yet. I've got private reasons for
keeping it quiet a while."
"I'm sure they are creditable to you," came her swift ironic
retort.
"Sure," he agreed, whimsically. "I must live up to the
professional standard. Honor among thieves, y'u know."
CHAPTER 9. MISS DARLING ARRIVES
Miss Messiter clung to civilization enough, at least, to prefer
that her chambermaid should be a woman rather than a Chinese. It
did not suit her preconceived idea of the proper thing that Lee
Ming should sweep floors, dust bric-a-brac, and make the beds.
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