The stableman came on a run, leading her horse, and she fairly leaped down the steps, and slipping the pistol into the holster mounted with a spring. "All of you follow me," she said; "they are going to hold up Mr. Cairness.""Yes," she said, "I am very much attached to it. I was born to it.""She is very magnificent," said the officer, coldly. It was plain that magnificence was not what he admired in woman. And there it had dropped.