J. Allan Dunn

“ It was a constant irritant to Lobo. It spurred him to outdo crime with further evil, and to-night his plans had succeeded: he had the girl, the sister of Gardner's wife, in his power. At least he could work his will upon her.
If he had known how she was regarded by Strong, if he had guessed how she, even in this hour of peril and despair, remembered the stalwart man whose glance had met and mingled with hers, he would not have forborne to carry out his vicious determinations. ”

“ Only one man had he met who had made his own glance falter, and that was Strong, the cowboy, who had become the partner of Bramley after the death of Gardner, who had stood and outfaced him when Lobo's own guns were drawn. The thought that he had backed down from a second killing that night came upon him in a sort of blind fury when he could not sleep, sodden though the rest were with liquor. ”

“ She told him so, and her low voice was steady.
“You can do horrible things to me,” she said, “because you are stronger, because you are evil, but your sin cannot prosper, any more than the night can keep away the sun. I am not afraid of you. There is a hell for men like you, and I think you are very close to it.” Her eyes, so like those of the drowned woman, made his own flicker—even as Strong's had made them. ”