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to which she invited him； little Fay edged as much as half an inch nearer。 Jane replied to his look of inquiry and told Fay's story。 The rider's gray； earnest gaze troubled her。 Then he turned to Fay and smiled in a way that made Jane doubt her sense of the true relation of things。 How could Lassiter smile so at a child when he had made so many children fatherless？ But he did smile； and to the gentleness she had seen a few times he added something that was infinitely sad and sweet。 Jane's intuition told her that Lassiter had never been a father； but if life ever so blessed him he would be a good one。 Fay； also； must have found that smile singularly winning。 For she edged closer and closer； and then； by way of feminine capitulation； went to Jane； from whose side she bent a beautiful glance upon the rider。
Lassiter only smiled at her。
Jane watched them； and realized that now was the moment she should seize； if she was ever to win this man from his hatred。 But the step was not easy to take。 The more she saw of Lassiter the more she respected him； and the greater her respect the harder it became to lend herself to mere coquetry。 Yet as she thought of her great motive； of Tull； and of that other whose name she had schooled herself never to think of in connection with Milly Erne's avenger； she suddenly found she had no choice。 And her creed gave her boldness far beyond the limit to which vanity would have led her。
〃Lassiter； I see so little of you now；〃 she said； and was conscious of heat in her cheeks。
〃I've been riding hard；〃 he replied。
〃But you can't live in the saddle。 You come in sometimes。 Won't you come here to see meoftener？〃
〃Is that an order？〃
〃Nonsense！ I simply ask you to come to see me when you find time。〃
〃Why？〃
The query once heard was not so embarrassing to Jane as she might have imagined。 Moreover； it established in her mind a fact that there existed actually other than selfish reasons for her wanting to see him。 And as she had been bold； so she determined to be both honest and brave。
〃I've reasonsonly one of which I need mention；〃 she answered。 〃If it's possible I want to change you toward my people。 And on the moment I can conceive of little I wouldn't do to gain that end。〃
How much better and freer Jane felt after that confession！ She meant to show him that there was one Mormon who could play a game or wage a fight in the open。
〃I reckon；〃 said Lassiter； and he laughed。
It was the best in her； if the most irritating； that Lassiter always aroused。
〃Will you come？〃 She looked into his eyes； and for the life of her could not quite subdue an imperiousness that rose with her spirit。 〃I never asked so much of any manexcept Bern Venters。〃
〃'Pears to me that you'd run no risk； or Venters； either。 But mebbe that doesn't hold good for me。〃
〃You mean it wouldn't be safe for you to be often here？ You look for ambush in the cottonwoods？〃
〃Not that so much。〃
At this juncture little Fay sidled over to Lassiter。
〃Has oo a little dirt？〃 she inquired。
〃No； lassie；〃 replied the rider。
Whatever Fay seemed to be searching for in Lassiter's sun…reddened face and quiet eyes she evidently found。 〃Oo tan tom to see me；〃 she added； and with that； shyness gave place to friendly curiosity。 First his sombrero with its leather band and silver ornaments commanded her attention； next his quirt； and then the clinking； silver spurs。 These held her for some time； but presently； true to childish fickleness； she left off playing with them to look for something else。 She laughed in glee as she ran her little hands down the slippery； shiny surface of Lassiter's leather chaps。 Soon she discovered one of the hanging gun sheaths； and she dragged it up and began tugging at the huge black handle of the gun。 Jane Withersteen repressed an exclamation。 What significance there was to her in the little girl's efforts to dislodge that heavy weapon！ Jane Withersteen saw Fay's play and her beauty and her love as most powerful allies to her own woman's part in a game that suddenly had acquired a strange zest and a hint of danger。 And as for the rider； he appeared to have forgotten Jane in the wonder of this lovely child playing about him。 At first he was much the shyer of the two。 Gradually her confidence overcame his backwardness； and he had the temerity to stroke her golden curls with a great hand。 Fay rewarded his boldness with a smile； and when he had gone to the extreme of closing that great hand over her little brown one； she said； simply； 〃I like oo！〃
Sight of his face then made Jane oblivious for the time to his character as a hater of Mormons。 Out of the mother longing that swelled her breast she divined the child hunger in Lassiter。
He returned the next day； and the next； and upon the following he came both at morning and at night。 Upon the evening of this fourth day Jane seemed to feel the breaking of a brooding struggle in Lassiter。 During all these visits he had scarcely a word to say； though he watched her and played absent…mindedly with Fay。 Jane had contented herself with silence。 Soon little Fay substituted for the expression of regard； 〃I like oo；〃 a warmer and more generous one； 〃I love oo。〃
Thereafter Lassiter came oftener to see Jane and her little protegee。 Daily he grew more gentle and kind； and gradually developed a quaintly merry mood。 In the morning he lifted Fay upon his horse and let her ride as he walked beside her to the edge of the sage。 In the evening he played with the child at an infinite variety of games she invented； and then； oftener than not； he accepted Jane's invitation to supper。 No other visitor came to Withersteen House during those days。 So that in spite of watchfulness he never forgot； Lassiter began to show he felt at home there。 After the meal they walked into the grove of cottonwoods or up by the lakes； and little Fay held Lassiter's hand as much as she held Jane's。 Thus a strange relationship was established； and Jane liked it。 At twilight they always returned to the house； where Fay kissed them and went in to her mother。 Lassiter and Jane were left alone。
Then； if there were anything that a good woman could do to win a man and still preserve her self…respect； it was something which escaped the natural subtlety of a woman determined to allure。 Jane's vanity； that after all was not great； was soon satisfied with Lassiter's silent admiration。 And her honest desire to lead him from his dark； blood…stained path would never have blinded her to what she owed herself。 But the driving passion of her religion； and its call to save Mormons' lives； one life in particular； bore Jane Withersteen close to an infringement of her womanhood。 In the beginning she had reasoned that her appeal to Lassiter must be through the senses。 With whatever means she possessed in the way of adornment she enhanced her beauty。 And she stooped to artifices that she knew were unworthy of her； but which she deliberately chose to employ。 She made of herself a girl in every variable mood wherein a girl might be desirable。 In those moods she was not above the methods of an inexperienced though natural flirt。 She kept close to him whenever opportunity afforded； and she was forever playfully； yet passionately underneath the surface； fighting him for possession of the great black guns。 These he would never yield to her。 And so in that manner their hands were often and long in contact。 The more of simplicity that she sensed in him the greater the advantage she took。
She had a trick of changingand it was not altogether voluntaryfrom this gay； thoughtless； girlish coquettishness to the silence and the brooding； burning mystery of a woman's mood。 The strength and passion and fire of her were in her eyes； and she so used them that Lassiter had to see this depth in her； this haunting promise more fitted to her years than to the flaunting guise of a wilful girl。
The July days flew by。 Jane reasoned that if it were possible for her to be happy during such a time； then she was happy。 Little Fay completely filled a long aching void in her heart。 In fettering the hands of this Lassiter she was accomplishing the greatest good of her life； and to do good even in a small way rendered happiness to Ja