"
Then she paused, shook her head sadly, and withdrew the hand she
had given him. "No," she resumed, "I shouldn't ask this; I don't
ask it. As you say, he is desperate and dangerous; and he would
take your life the moment he dreamed of your purpose. I should
only have another cause for sorrow."
Brandt now smiled as if he were master of the situation. "Why,
Clara," he exclaimed, "don't you know that running down and
capturing desperadoes is now part of my business?"
"Yes; but you can get plenty of work that isn't so dangerous."
"I should be a nice fellow to ask you to be my wife and yet show I
was afraid to arrest your father's murderer. You needn't ask me to
do this; you are not going to be responsible for my course in the
least. I shall begin operations this very night, and have no doubt
that I can get a chance to work on the case. Now don't burden your
heart with any thoughts about my danger. I myself owe Bute as big
a grudge as I can have against any human being. He cheated me and
led me into deviltry years ago, and then I lost sight of him until
he was brought to the prison of which your father was one of the
keepers.
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