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He sensed the growth of a relentless driving passion, and sometimes he feared that, more than the newly acquired zeal and pride in this ranger service, it was the old, terrible inherited killing instinct lifting its hydra-head in new guise. But of that he could not be sure. He dreaded the thought. He could only wait.
But all, slightly wounded, or 'serious, or 'dangerous, seemed to have forgotten their own bitter lot, to have no thought but to bear back the good word that 'we're winning. Late in the afternoon the weary doctors sensed a slackening in the flowing tide of casualties.
While he still saw the light in the woman's eyes and sensed the meaning of her smile, he saw and sensed as clearly the loving innocence that had shown in the little girl's face as it was lifted up to his. Upon his manhood's strength lay the woman's luring spell. Upon his manhood the baby's kiss lay as a seal of sacredness upon his lips it burned as a coal of holy fire. The fight was on.
On another truck that had stood longer in the shade, a young tramp in greasy overalls and cap inhaled the last precious wisps of smoke from a cigarette burned down to an inch of stub, and watched Johnny with a glum kind of speculation. Johnny sensed his presence and the speculative interest, and read the latter as the preparation for a "touch."
But back of it all he sensed the resolute spirit of the West, resourceful, progressive, large-visioned. "Meet Mr. Bartley," said Cheyenne unexpectedly. Which was just what the two women had been itching to do. Bartley rose and shook hands with them. "A couple of lady friends of mine," said Cheyenne when they had gone. Cheyenne made no mention of the previous evening's game, or its climax.
She was a little irritated at Nuwell for speaking when he did. If his voice had not interrupted her probing emotions, she felt, she might have broken through to that reality she sensed. "Nuwell," she said, giving it up, "I'm going to have to rest a while. If we don't make it by night, we don't make it. There's always tomorrow, and I'm tired."
But from the way she said it he sensed her reluctance to speak, and danced on in silence, while she warmed with the appreciation of a woman for gentle consideration. Gentle consideration was a thing rarely encountered in the life she lived. With eyes that dreamily desired to close, she moved on in the arms of this masterful, guiding pressure.
The thought thrilled him as no other thing in the world had ever thrilled him before. For the first time he sensed the vast difference between the hunter and the hunted, between the man who played the game of life and death alone and the one who played it with the Law and all its might behind him. To hunt was thrilling. To be hunted was more thrilling. Every nerve in his body tingled.
It was this last sentence, combined with one or two other phrases into which much or little meaning might equally as easily be read, which had aroused in Sara a certain uneasy instinct of apprehension. Dimly she sensed a vague influence at work to strengthen the ties that bound her to Barrow, and to all that Barrow signified. She faced the question with characteristic frankness.
She had been the victim of a mistaken justice, made outcast by the law she had never wronged.... His mood of respect was inevitable, since he had some sensibilities, though they were coarsened, and they sensed vaguely the maelstrom of emotions that now swirled in the girl's breast. To Mary Turner, this was the wonderful hour. In it, the vindication of her innocence was made complete.
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