"Remember one of the horses neighed. It may have aroused Kate and her mother, and caused them to investigate."
"Loikely thot wur th' case, fer it's not mesilf thot would think she'd kape shtill an' let ther spalpanes drag us away av she knew it."
"No; I believe her utterly fearless, and it is plain that Wade Miller is not the only one in love with her."
"Who ilse?"
"Muriel."
"Mebbe ye're roight, Frankie."
"It strikes me that way. The fellow tried to lead me into a trap—tried to get me to boast of a mash on her. I could see his eyes gleam with jealousy. In her eagerness to save us—to have him aid her in the work—she must have led him to suspect that one of us had been making love to her."
Barney whistled a bit, and then he shyly said:
"Oi wunder av wan of us didn't do a bit av thot?"
"Not I," protested Frank. "We talked in a friendly manner—in fact, she promised to be a friend to me. I may have expressed admiration for her hair, or something of the sort, but I vow I did not make love to her."