There were times when she was sensible of a curious compunction in this rancher's presence.

"A sensation of that kind is apt to become oppressive," she said.

"When we have gone you will throw these things away." The man seemed to wince, as though the contemplation of something was painful to him, but he looked at his companion gravely.
"I think I shall screw the door up tight," he said.
Alice Deringham laughed musically.

"Now I think that was very pretty," she said.

"It seems commonplace to offer you a cup of coffee after it, and no doubt you will consider the indulgence in such luxuries a sign of weakness.