"She's wild, Kate, I knew it when I seen the way she handled Bart. She's
wild!"
"Then I'll have her tame again."
"You tried that once and failed."
"Dan was a man when I tried, and his nature was formed. Joan is only a
baby--my baby. She's half mine. She has my hair and my eyes."
"I don't care what the color of her eyes is, I know what's behind them.
Look at 'em, and then tell me who she takes after."
"Buck, why do you talk like this? What do you want me to do?"
"A hard thing. Send Joan back to Dan."
"Never!"
"He'll never give her up, I tell you."
"Oh, God help me. What shall I do? I'll keep her! I'll make her tame."
"But you'll never keep her that way. Think of Dan. Think of the yaller in
his eyes, Kate."
"Until I die," she said with sudden quiet, "I'll fight to keep her."
And he answered with equal solemnity: "Until Dan dies he'll fight to have
her. And he's never been beat yet."
Through a breathing space he stared at her and she at him, and the eyes of
Buck Daniels were the first to turn. Everything that was womanly and gentle
had died from her face, and in its stead was something which made Buck rise
and wander from the room.
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