When you look at O'Halloran you feel this, the same
as you do when you look at Val Collins. Oh, he'll get us out all
right. I've been in several tighter holes than this one." His
mention of Collins suggested a diversion, and he took up a less
distressing theme lightly. "Wonder what Val is doing at this
precise moment. I'll bet he's beginning to make things warm for
Wolf Leroy's bunch of miscreants. We'll have the robbers of the
Limited behind the bars within two weeks now, or I miss my
guess."
He had succeeded in diverting her attention better than he had
dared to hope. Her big eyes fixed on his much as if he had raised
for her some forgotten spectre.
"That's another thing I must tell you. I didn't think to before.
But I want you to know all about me now. Don't think me bad,
Bucky. I'm only a girl. I couldn't help myself," she pleaded.
"What is it you have done that is so awful?" he smiled, and went
to gather her into his arms.
She stayed him with a gesture of her hand. "No, not yet. Mebbe
after you know you won't want to. I was one of the robbers of the
Limited."
"You--what!" he exclaimed, for once struck dumb with sheer
amazement.
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