The girl drew a low stool over to Craig’s side. He was sitting in a rough chair tilted back against the adobe wall of the saloon.
“As tired as ever?” she asked, laying her hand upon his for a moment.
He turned his head and looked at her.
“Always tired,” he answered listlessly.
She made a little grimace.
“But you are so strange,” she protested. “Over the hills there are the steam cars. They would take you to some of our beautiful cities where all is light and gaiety. You are safe here, whatever your troubles may have been. You say that you have money, and if you are lonely,” she added, dropping her voice, “you need not go alone.”
LENORA KNOWS THAT QUEST IS IN DANGER AND GOES TO FIND HIM.
MARTA TRIES TO MAKE FRIENDS WITH CRAIG.