“An' th' girl?”
“She'll soon be four.”
“An' yer husband—he's livin'?”
“I should say so! I'm a very happy woman, Mr. Roeder. If only I were stronger!”
“Yer lookin' much better,” he said, gravely, “than when you come. You'll be all right.”
The moon began to come up scarlet beyond the eastern hills. The two watched it in silence. Kate had a feeling of guilt, as if she had been hurting some helpless thing.
“I was in hopes,” he said, suddenly, in a voice that seemed abrupt and shrill, “thet you'd see fit t' stay here.”
“Here in Helena? Oh, no!”
“I was thinkin' I'd offer you that two hundred thousand dollars, if you'd stay.”
“Mr. Roeder! You don't mean-surely—”