And she had been conscious of a subtle pleasure that was not all sisterly when she had been near him.

She knew, now, that the sensation had been instinctive, and she wondered if she could have felt toward her brother as she felt toward this man.
However, this new situation had removed the diffidence that had affected her; their relations were less matter of fact and more romantic, and she felt toward him as any woman feels who knows an admirer pursues her--breathless with the wonder of it, but holding aloof, tantalizing, whimsical, and uncertain of herself.
She looked at him challengingly, mockery in her eyes.
"So you came here because the Drifter told you there would be trouble--and a woman.

How perfectly delightful!" He sensed her mood and responded to it.
"It's sure delightful.

But it ain't unusual.

I've always heard that trouble will be lurkin' around where there's a woman." "But you would not say that a woman is not worth the trouble she causes ?" she countered.
"A man is willin' to take her--trouble an' all," he responded, looking straight at her.
"Yes--if he can get her!" she shot back at him.
"Mostly every woman gets married to a man.