"That thing," he said slowly, "I've got to fight alone.

I don't know which is going to come out winner, me or the booze.

I--don't--know." He lifted his head and looked at her.

"What did you come in here for ?" he asked bluntly.
She caught her breath, but she would not dodge.

Ford loved her for that.
"Dick told me--and I was--I wanted to--well, help.