Quest smiled.
“French has got it bad,” he declared, “almost as badly as I have, Lenora.”
She laughed at him. Her face was a little drawn with pain but her eyes were very soft.
“I wonder if you have it very badly,” she murmured.
He held her hand for a moment.
“I think you know,” he said.
As they talked they heard the coyotes barking in the distance. Presently Laura and the Inspector returned.
“Nice sort of nurse I am,” the former grumbled. “It’s all the fault of this man. He would keep me out there talking rubbish.”
“We were watching you, dear,” Lenora said quietly. “Somehow it didn’t seem to us that you were particularly anxious to get away.”
The Inspector chuckled.