"I had no idea that Delancy was so fond of her.

Had you ?" He started slightly.

"I?
Oh, no," he said hastily--too hastily.

He was a very poor actor.
Gravely, head bent, she walked forward beside him after Grandcourt had announced that he and Rosalie had had enough and that they wished Kemp to take them and their game to the sleigh.
Once, looking back, she saw the procession moving in the opposite direction through the woods, Kemp leading, rope over his shoulder, dragging the dead boar across the snow; Grandcourt, both rifles slung across his back, big arm supporting Rosalie, who walked as though very tired, her bright head drooping, her arm resting on his shoulder.
Geraldine looked up at Duane thoughtfully, and he supposed that she was about to speak, but her gaze became remote; she shifted her rifle, and walked on.
Before they came to the wild, shaggy country below Cloudy Mountain she said: "I've been thinking it over, Duane.

I can see in it nothing that can concern anybody except themselves.