I cannot say
I regret yielding to the impulse that moved me. I feel that
I have helped to foil the plans of the wicked."
"Doctor," said one of the miners, "you've true grit. When you
preach at the Black Hills, count me and my friends among
the listeners. We're all willing to help along your new church,
for you're one of the right sort."
"My friends, I will gladly accept your kind proposal, but I trust
it will not be solely because I have used this arm of flesh in
your defense. Mr. Sprague and I have but acted as humble
instruments in the hands of a Higher Power."
"Well, gentlemen," said Colonel Braddon, "I think we may
as well get into the stage again and resume our journey."
"What shall I do with this revolver?" asked Luke, indicating
the one he had picked up.
"Keep it," said the colonel. "You'll make better use of it
than the rascal who lost it."
"I've got an extra one here," said Mortimer Sprague, raising
the one on which he had put his foot. "I don't need it myself,
so I will offer it to the reverend doctor."
The missionary shook his head.
"I should not know how to use it," he said, "nor indeed am
I sure that I should feel justified in doing so.
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