Quicksilver's Catch. Mary McBride

to my fiancé in Denver, I mean, instead of dragging me back to my grandmother?”

      “I’ll get you to Denver. That’s all I can promise. But it’s not going to happen if you keep striking up conversations with every male between here and the Rockies. Can you get that through that hard-as-adiamond skull of yours?”

      She bit down on a smile, not wanting to let him see how thrilled she was or how relieved she was that she was no longer his captive. “Yes, I believe I can.”

      “Good. Now give me all the rest of that silver and we’ll see just where we stand.”

      Reluctantly Amanda scooped the fifteen silver dollars from her lap and handed them over.