"Off an' on ever sence I kin remember," replied the girl. "Pap knowed him down south. We hain't seed much of him fer quite a spell. Four—five year, I guess mebby. He come here last week one day."
The eyes of the two women met. Moll broke the short silence that ensued. She glanced over her shoulder. The nearest man was well out of earshot. Still she lowered her voice.
"He claims he use ter know you a long time ago," she said.
"Yes?"
"Mebby you'd recollect him ef I tole you his right name."
"His name was Simon Braley," said Rachel Carter calmly.
Moll's eyes narrowed. "Then what he sez wuz true?"
"I don't know what he said to you, Moll."
"He sez you run off with some other woman's husband," replied Moll bluntly.
"Did he tell this to any one except you and your father?"