"A signal to bring the
horses round. If y'u have any preparations to make, any trousseau
to prepare, y'u better set that girl of yours to work."
"I have no preparations to make."
"Coming to me simply as y'u are? Good! We'll lead the simple
life."
Nora, as it chanced, knocked and entered at his moment. The sight
of her vivid good looks truck him for the first time. At sight of
him she stopped, gazing with parted lips, a double row of pearls
shining through.
He turned swiftly to the mistress. "Y'u ought not to be alone
there among so many men. It wouldn't be proper. We'll take the
girl along with us."
"Where?" Nora's parted lips emitted.
"To Arden, my dear." He interrupted himself to look at his watch.
"I wonder why that fellow doesn't come with the horses. They
should pass this window.
Bannister, standing jauntily with his feet astride as he looked
out of the window, heard someone enter the room. "Did y'u bring
round the horses?" he snapped, without looking round.
"NO, WE ALLOWED THEY WOULDN'T BE NEEDED."
At sound of the slow drawl the outlaw wheeled like a flash, his
hand traveling to the hilt of the revolver that hung on his hip.
But he was too late.
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