“You've known me all my life. Did you ever see him before?”
“Never.”
“Well, then!”
“He risked his life to save ours.”
“Risked nothing! It was a trick, I tell you.”
“It makes no difference to me what you tell me. Your opinion can't affect mine.”
“You know the feeling of the valley just now about strangers,” said Briscoe sullenly.
“It depends on who the stranger is.”
“Well, I object to this one.”
“So it seems; but I don't know any law that makes me do whatever you want me to.” Her voice, low and clear, cut like a whiplash.