I just got back a few minutes ago and found out about it." His tone, his manner and his words impressed upon Jean the point he wanted her to get,--that her father had not yet returned, and so knew nothing of the crime.
He led her back to where Pard stood, and told her to get on.

Without asking him why, Jean obeyed him, with a shudder when her wide eyes strayed fascinated to the open door and to what lay just within.

Lite went up and pulled the door shut, and then, walking beside her with an arm over Pard's neck, he led the way down to the stable, and mounted Ranger.
"You can't stay here," he explained, when she looked at him inquiringly.

"Do you want to go over and stay at Carl's, or would you rather go back to town ?" He rode down toward the gate, and Jean kept beside him.
"I'm going to stay with dad," she told him shakily.

"If he stays, I'll--I'll stay." "You'll not stay," he contradicted her bluntly.