For he was wondering whether the enmity of Nash, which he felt as one feels an unknown eye upon him in the dark, came from their rivalry about the girl, or from some deeper cause.

He was inclined to think that the girl was the bottom of everything, but he left his mind open on the subject.
And Nash, pondering darkly and silently, measured the strength of the slender stranger and felt that if he were the club the other was the knife which made less sound but might prove more deadly.

Above all he was conscious of the Easterner's superiority of language, which might turn the balance against him in the ear of Sally Fortune.

He dropped the subject of the girl.
"You was huntin' over on the old place on the other side of the range ?" "Yes." "Pretty fair run of game ?" "Rather." "I think you said something about Logan ?" "Did I?
I've been thinking a good deal about him.

He gave me the wrong tip about the way to Eldara.