When they arrived at her room and she unlocked the door, the big saloon ownersaid awkwardly, "If you're short of money, Raven, to see Milo properly buried, I can lend you whatyou need.""That's awfully kind of you, Tom, but it's not necessary," she said automatically,unable to believe that anyof this was real.The big man shrugged. "I thought I'd offer. If you change your mind, you knowwhere I am."Raven stepped into her room and after locking the door behind her she flungherself onto the bed and lether hopeless tears flow. As of tonight, her whole life had changed. How couldshe live with herself afterwhat her husband had forced her to do?"Damn you, Tory," she sobbed, "where were you when I needed you sodesperately?"She hadn't seen her brother, twelve years her elder, for over a year. He hadbeen working as a ranchhand on a big spread in Nevada and had seemed content for the time being.But she knew her brother well, his restlessness, his inability to settle down in oneplace for long. He couldhave moved on twice since she'd last seen him.Tory was thirty-one years old, and ever since she could remember, his dreamhad been to own his ownranch some day. "I want to be my own boss, Raven," he'd say. "I want to dothings the way I think theyshould be done, not have to listen to orders that I know are wrong."Twelve-year-old Tory and Grandpa McCloud had raised her since the night shewas born. Herprolonged birth had been too much for her frail little mother, and sighing gently,she had joined herhusband, dead from an Indian arrow only three months before.Raven's rearing had been a haphazard affair, but full of love. She had learnedfrom her grandfatherhonesty and the ability to look life in the face.She could still hear him say, "Take all you can from life, Raven. If you don't, itwill take from you.""How do you stop it taking, Grandpa?" she had asked."You gotta stand up to it and not let it get the best of you. If what you want isworth havin', fight tooh andnail for it. But if it's of small importance, don't waste your wits on it. And alwaysremember this, honey:The young fool will die an old fool if he don't pay heed to his mistakes as hegoes along the trail of life."