"Yes, at once. I was sent here to see if I could find and damage Quantrill's band. I found him, and gave at least as good as I got."
"Thank you," she said, "for everything you've done for me."
He smiled deprecatingly, and it hurt his bullet-burnt cheek.
"I did nothing," he protested, and both of them realized that it was the truth. "All that has happened—it just happened."
He drew his eyes into narrow gashes, as if brooding over the past twelve hours.
"I'm halfway inclined to believe what your stepfather said about a supernatural influence here. But what about you, Miss Mandifer?"
She tried to smile in turn, not very successfully.
"I can go back to my home. I'll be alone there."
"Alone?"
"I have a few servants."