"I thought you did, and now I know!" "Did what?
What do you mean ?" William's usually gentle voice was sharp.
Even William's nerves were beginning to feel the strain of the last few hours.
"Thought I was a--b-boy!" choked Billy.

"You called me 'he' once in the station--I thought you did; but I wasn't sure--not till I saw this room.
But now I know--I know!" And off she went into another hysterical gale of laughter--Billy's nerves, too, were beginning to respond to the excitement of the last few hours.
As to the three men and the woman, they stood silent, helpless, looking into each other's faces with despairing eyes.
In a moment Billy was on her feet, fluttering about the room, touching this thing, looking at that.

Nothing escaped her.
"I'm to fish--and shoot--and fence!" she crowed.

"And, oh!--look at those knives! U-ugh!...

And, my! what are these ?" she cried, pouncing on the Indian clubs.