"
"But you--a woman? You can't help. You might even----"
"Jeff's in danger."
Nan repeated the words with an emphasis there could be no mistaking.
And as the final syllable escaped her pretty lips became firmly
compressed.
Elvine regarded her for a silent moment or two. A strange new
sensation was stirring within her. Nan's attitude had brought it into
being. Her earlier emotions receded before this new feeling. And,
strangely enough, she remembered some words her mother had once spoken
to her. It was at a time before she had engaged herself to her husband.
"But Jeff--is nothing to you," she said abruptly.
There was a new ring in the voice in which she spoke.
"Is he?"
Nan's eyes looked straight into the wife's. There was no smile in
them. There was no emotion lying behind them that Elvine could read.
They were steady, unflinching. That was all.
Sounds came up from the ranch buildings. Voices reached them plainly.
And among them Bud's dominating tones were raised above all.
Nan's eyes were drawn in the direction, but her gaze only encountered
the moonless night.
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