"I don't want the gun," she said, "but I did want that turkey-' n' "-a
little tauntingly-"I did want to beat you, Sherd Raines."
The mountaineer's face flushed and darkened, but he said nothing.
He took no part in the shooting that followed, and when, after the
match was over, the girl, with her rifle on one shoulder and the
turkey over the other, turned up the mountain path, Clayton saw
him follow her.