As he disappeared behind the wheat, she lapsed
quite suddenly against the work bench, but recovered herself a moment
later, leaning with her back against it, her hands grasping it on either
side, and her knit brows and determined little face turned towards the
road. Then she stood erect again, shook the dust out of her skirts,
lifted her veil, wiped her cheeks and brow with the corner of a small
handkerchief, and began walking up and down the length of the shed as
Bent reappeared.
He was accompanied by the man who had first led her through the wheat.
He gazed upon her with apparently all the curiosity and concern that the
other had lacked.
"You want to get to San Jose as quick as you can?" he said
interrogatively.
"Yes," she said quickly, "if you can help me."
"You walked all the way from the major's here?" he continued, without
taking his eyes from her face.
"Yes," she answered with an affectation of carelessness she had not
shown to Bent. "But I started very early, it was cool and pleasant, and
didn't seem far.
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