"Well, it is for us, so we'll be going. Come on, boys." She gathered up her reins as if about to mount.
"Not quite so fast," the man snapped. "I've got another question to ask you."
"Well, make it snappy. It's getting late."
"Why did you hide when you heard us coming?"
"I thought you'd ask that. Suppose I don't choose to tell you."
"You'd better."
"Why?"
"Never mind why. You answer my question."
"Is that a threat?"
"Perhaps."