"In mind, I think."
"Why?"
"I do not know, Euan."
"Is it love, think you—her disorder?"
"I do not know, I tell you. Once I thought it was—that. But knew not how to be certain."
"Does Boyd still court her?"
"No—I do not know," she said with a troubled look.
"Is it that affair which makes her unhappy?"
"I thought so once. They were ever together. Then she avoided him—or seemed to. It was Betty Bleecker who interfered between them. For Mrs. Bleecker was very wrathful, Euan, and Lana's indiscretions madded her.... There was a scene.... So Boyd came no more, save when other officers came, which was every day. Somehow I have never been certain that he and Lana did not meet in secret when none suspected."
"Have you proof?" I asked, cold with rage.