A better friend than those who professed--_more_, she added, with a contemptuous drawing away of her skirt as if she feared Curson's contamination.
"All right.

Thettle that with her when you go back," continued Curson philosophically.

"We can talk of that on the way.

The thing now ith to get up and get out of thethe woods.

Come!" Teresa's only reply was a gesture of scorn.
"I know all that," continued Curson half soothingly, "but they're waiting." "Let them wait.