"Game enough, I reckon. Why do you ask?"
"I met him in the road and without cause he insulted me. And I could have killed him!"
"He insulted you?" and she came closer to him. "Insulted you? Then why didn't you kill him?"
"Because—because—I can't tell you now and you musn't ask."
Away from him she turned her head. "All right, I won't ask."
Margaret came to the door. "Lou, go down to the spring house and fetch me that jar of butter," and coming into the room as Lou started, she added, just as Jasper came in. "It's a mighty heavy jar, Mr. Elliott. You mout go an' help her."
"Oh, may I?" Tom asked of Lou.
"Yes, you may, but—"
"But what?"
"I won't ask you to."