"What did she say about Salvo?" hissed the woman.
"She says nothing of him. Why should she? Salvo did wrong. He should be sent to jail."
This was a daring remark, and Helka almost wished she had not made it.
The eyes of the old woman fairly blazed with anger.
"You—you dare—to speak that way!"
Helka nodded her head with apparent unconcern.
"Why not?"
"There is always—revenge. I might take your girl friend farther into the mountains. That would leave you time to behave."
"Have we so many houses?" almost sneered the younger woman.
"There are holes, and caves and rivers," answered the woman, with the plain intention of frightening the disloyal one into submission.
"We left off that sort of thing when we came to America," replied Helka undaunted. "I will take care of this prisoner. I have agreed to."