A hard, defending glitter seemed to seal her eyes.

She did not respond.
"May I ask to whom I am indebted for this kindness ?" It was asked with gentleness.
But for the moment it brought no response.

"My name is Verna Woods," came at last with an unsteady defiance.
They had reached the steps of the big, hospitable porch.

With deep relief Katie saw that there was no one about.

Nora had gone out with one of her adorers from the barracks.
They turned, and were looking back to the river.