It wasn't even brave.

I thought I was going to die and that I was risking nothing." And then there came a soft, joyous little laugh from where her head lay on the pillow.

"And all the time you were lying so splendidly, Jeems--I KNEW," she cried.

"I knew that you didn't kill Barkley, and I knew that you weren't going to die, and I knew what happened in that tent ten years ago.

And--Jeems--Jeems--" She raised herself from the pillow.