For there are moments of insight when a guess amounts to knowledge.
"Has Scipio told—"
"No. Not a word. He wouldn't tell me."
"Well, yu' see, I arrived home hyeh this evenin' with several thoughts workin' and stirrin' inside me. And not one o' them thoughts was what yu'd call Christian. I ain't the least little bit ashamed of 'em. I'm a human. But after the Judge—well, yu' heard him. And so when I went away from that talk and saw how positions was changed—"
A step outside stopped him short. Nothing more could be read in his face, for there was Trampas himself in the open door.
"Good morning," said Trampas, not looking at us. He spoke with the same cool sullenness of yesterday.
We returned his greeting.
"I believe I'm late in congratulating you on your promotion," said he.
The Virginian consulted his watch. "It's only half afteh six," he returned.
Trampas's sullenness deepened. "Any man is to be congratulated on getting a rise, I expect."
This time the Virginian let him have it. "Cert'nly. And I ain't forgetting how much I owe mine to you."
Trampas would have liked to let himself go. "I've not come here for any forgiveness," he sneered.
"When did yu' feel yu' needed any?" The Virginian was impregnable.
Trampas seemed to feel how little he was gain-
