‘I won’t go without him,’ she said firmly.
‘Yuh won’t? Well, I’ll be damned! What’s the idea? Are you—aw, have a little sense, can’tcha? No use of both of yuh cashin’ in down here. I’m willin’ to take yuh out, and you act like a fool ove this white-faced jigger. I don’t git yore idea. What does he amount to, anyway?’
‘If he stays—I stay.’
Nan’s eyes were filled with tears, but her voice was firm. The man came closer to her, peering through his mask.
‘You ain’t gone loco, have yuh?’
‘No, I am perfectly sane.’
‘And you’d give up a chance to git home safe—for that?’ He pointed disgustedly at Rex.
‘I—I’ll stay with him,’ she said chokingly.
‘Well, f’r God’s sake!’
The man looked around, as though asking the wide world if the girl wasn’t crazy. He looked at Nan and at Rex, who was watching Nan, wide-eyed.