He pretended not to hear me. “It won’t last much longer. How did you come here?”
“We got off the road in the dark and saw a light in your window.”
“Strangers here, maybe?” I caught a quick furtive glance with a gleam of considerable interest in the shifty eyes.
“I don’t think I’ve ever been in this particular spot before; but I shall know better when I see it by daylight. Anybody can get lost in the dark.”
“Going far?”
“Out for a ride and got caught in the storm. Will you see to the horses for me?”
“I have. Couple of good ones. One of them is nearly done up. You’ve come far?”
At that moment Volna opened the door of the other room and called me. She burst into a merry laugh at the sight of me and I grinned back at her.
“You look as if you were made up as a peasant for theatricals,” I said.
“I don’t know what you’re like. But I’m dry. Think of it, Bob, dry once more.”