“Well!” She was silent again for a moment, but her face did not change in its expression, “Well, you can talk, I reckon,” and she moved on slowly again. “There ain’t any law against talking in Canyon Pass—yet.”
“From the few words I heard that man, Tolley, say to you on Sunday evening, I know that he threatened you,” Hunt said directly.
“That beast!”
“He thinks he has knowledge that will make you trouble if spread broadcast in the town.”
“Let him dare!”
Her face was suddenly that of a young and beautiful fury. Hunt shook his head, saying softly:
“Killing him would not remove the cause of your trouble, Nell Blossom.”
She turned on him again, her little fists clenched.
“How much do you know? Out with it!” she commanded.
“I will tell you what Tolley says.”