She remembered that she had seen the Mexican coming from that direction both times.

Certainly, there must be some secret reason.

Tex was afraid she might find out something.
Mary V waited for the boys, and talked to them prettily, and wondered aloud where her dad was all this time, and hoped he had not had a puncture or anything.

Because, she said, it was bad enough for his temper to have to drive the flivver, without any bad luck to make it worse.
She was particularly nice to Bill, and forced him to confess that she really got along perfectly all right with Jake.

She comported herself so agreeably, in fact, that Bill was reconciled to her coming and paid no attention when she presently swung off to the southeast, saying that she wanted to get a picture of a perfectly ducky giant cactus which she had seen through her glasses one day.