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It was Sunday and Jim had returned to the Diamond camp, a bewildered and chastened young man. Except for Jeff, who was asleep under a tree, the camp was deserted. Jim went again into the deep shade and quiet of the forest. There out of chaos his thoughts got some semblance of control over his emotions and order in themselves.
All the other egregious tenderfoot blunders he had made could not in the aggregate sum up the magnitude of alienating Molly Dunn. He writhed under that. And always he would protest--who could have imagined that sweet, dainty girl sister to a desperado, a gun-thrower, a killer, a rustler of the very brakes it was Jim's task to fence off from the range? Then, just as poignantly he would add--but what difference did it really make who was her brother and why bad he been so asinine as to distress and shame her with the connection?