“Sure, if you will only take it off mine.”

“I’ll do that.  You can stand right back and let me run it.  Even your name need not be mentioned.  I’ll take it all on myself, as if it were to me that this letter has come.  Will that content you?”

“It’s just what I would ask.”

“Then leave it at that and keep your head shut.  Now I’ll get down to the lodge, and we’ll soon make old man Pinkerton sorry for himself.”

“You wouldn’t kill this man?”

“The less you know, Friend Morris, the easier your conscience will be, and the better you will sleep.  Ask no questions, and let these things settle themselves.  I have hold of it now.”

Morris shook his head sadly as he left.  “I feel that his blood is on my hands,” he groaned.

“Self-protection is no murder, anyhow,” said McMurdo, smiling grimly.  “It’s him or us.  I guess this man would destroy us all if we left him long in the valley.  Why, Brother Morris, we’ll have to elect you Bodymaster yet; for you’ve surely saved the lodge.”

And yet it was clear from his actions that he thought more seriously of this new intrusion than his words would show.  It may have been his guilty conscience, it may have been the reputation of the Pinkerton organization, it may have been the knowledge that great, rich corporations had set themselves the task of clearing out the Scowrers; but, whatever his reason, his actions were those of a man who is preparing for the worst.  Every paper which would incriminate him was destroyed before he left the house.  After that he gave a long sigh of satisfaction; for it seemed to him that he was safe.  And yet the danger must still have pressed somewhat upon him; for on his way to the lodge he stopped at old man Shafter’s.  The house was forbidden him; but when he tapped at the window Ettie came out to him.  The dancing Irish deviltry had gone from her lover’s eyes.  She read his danger in his earnest face.

“Something has happened!” she cried.  “Oh, Jack, you are in danger!”

“Sure, it is not very bad, my sweetheart.  And yet it may be wise that we make a move before it is worse.”

“Make a move?”

“I promised you once that I would go some day.  I think the time is coming.  I had news to-night, bad news, and I see trouble coming.”

“The police?”

“Well, a Pinkerton.  But, sure, you wouldn’t know what that is, acushla, nor what it may mean to the likes of me.  I’m too deep in this thing, and I may have to get out of it quick.  You said you would come with me if I went.”

“Oh, Jack, it would be the saving of you!”

“I’m an honest man in some things, Ettie.  I wouldn’t hurt a hair of your bonny head for all that the world can give, nor ever pull you down one inch from the golden throne above the clouds where I always see you.  Would you trust me?”

She put her hand in his without a word.  “Well, then, listen to what I say, and do as I order you, for indeed it’s the only way for us.  Things are going to happen in this valley.  I feel it in my bones.  There may be many of us that will have to look out for ourselves.  I’m one, anyhow.  If I go, by day or night, it’s you that must come with me!”