So she bore the pain of raw blisters and the miserable sensation of staggering on under a leaden weight.
Several times she noted that Flo and Stanton halted to face each other in rather heated argument.

At least Stanton's red face and forceful gestures attested to heat on his part.

Flo evidently was weary of argument, and in answer to a sharp reproach she retorted, "Shore I was different after he came." To which Stanton responded by a quick passionate shrinking as if he had been stung.
Carley had her own reaction to this speech she could not help hearing; and inwardly, at least, her feeling must have been similar to Stanton's.
She forgot the object of this climb and looked off to her right at the green level without really seeing it.

A vague sadness weighed upon her soul.

Was there to be a tangle of fates here, a conflict of wills, a crossing of loves?
Flo's terse confession could not be taken lightly.
Did she mean that she loved Glenn?
Carley began to fear it.