"I am just over nineteen, sir."
"You are wise for that; you are old."
"Yes--since we started for Oregon."
He sat in sullen silence for a long time, all the venom of his nature gathering, all his savage jealousy.
"You mean since you met that renegade, traitor and thief, Will Banion! Tell me, isn't that it?"
"Yes, that's true. I'm older now. I know more."
"And you'll marry me without love. You love him without marriage? Is that it?"
"I'll never marry a thief."
"But you love one?"
"I thought I loved you."