She had been led to observe herself from a strange angle, and must verify her vision, as it were.

As yet she could not fully understand.

What if he had changed, now that he was alone, and had had time to think?
It would kill her if she saw any difference in him, and she knew she would be able to read it in his eyes.
As she went through the main street of the camp she saw Stark occupied near the water-front, where he had bought a building lot.

He spoke to her as she was about to pass.
"Good-morning, Miss.

Are you rested from your trip ?" She answered that she was, and would have continued on her way, but he stopped her.
"I don't want you to think that mining matter was my doing," he said.
"I've got nothing against you.