Moreover, she made it obvious that there had been no romantic philandering.

He had given her an unselfish, brotherly protection.
The narrative lost something of its force after she came to the finding of the broken range.

She saw she had been franker than she thought, and the change in Thirlwell could not be talked about.

It was dark now, the red and green had faded above the trees, and she was grateful for the gloom.

She was not afraid of George and Farnam, but did not want Mabel to study her.